A native of Africa is said to view his surroundings as pulsing with a purpose, a life, that is actually within himself; once these childish projections are withdrawn, he sees that the world is dead and that life resides solely within himself. When he reaches this sophisticated point he is said to be either mature or sane. Or scientific. But one wonders: Has he not also, in this process, reified — that is, made into a thing — other people? Stones and rocks and trees may now be inanimate for him, but what about his friends? Has he now made them into stones, too?
~ Philip K. Dick, “The Android and the Human”, Shifting Realities, p. 183