Valis is one of the few books of PKD I've actually read. I recall liking it as I read it, but I'm guessing it's not one of those that really stuck with me, since I've forgotten most it. I remember wanting to read the whole trilogy, but I think I'm gonna need to go back.
I know what type of Buddhism you're talking about, I forgot what it was called, but I know it doesn't idolize Buddha like the other form. Either way, I think enlightment is subjective. I can't really describe it.
It's another one of those late night posts for me.
There's no earthly way of knowing which direction we are going. There's no knowing where we're rowing or which way the river's flowing. Is it raining? Is it snowing? Is a hurricane a-blowing? Not a speck of light is showing, so the danger must be growing. Are the fires of hell a-glowing? Is the grisly reaper mowing? Yes, the danger must be growing 'cause the rowers keep on rowing, and they're certainly not showing any signs that they are slowing. AAAGGHHH!!!