Glen Runciter is dead.
Or is he?
Someone died in the explosion orchestrated by his business rivals, but even as his funeral is scheduled, his mourning employees are receiving bewildering messages from their boss. And the world around them is warping and regressing in ways which suggest that their own time is running out.
If it hasn't already.
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - michaeladams1979 - www.librarything.com
So many weird concepts in this one. Another gnostic-reality classic. I think my second favorite PKD novel of the ones ۪ve read after The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch Read full review
LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - antao - LibraryThing
"'I am Ubik. Before the universe was I am. I made the suns. I made the worlds. I created the lives and the places they inhabit; I move them here, I put them there. They go as I say, they do as I tell ... Read full review