“To be bitter is to attribute intent and personality to the formless, infinite, unchanging and unchangeable void. We drift on a chartless, resistless sea. Let us sing when we can, and forget the rest..”
— H.P. Lovecraft
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~ Sunday, July 10 ~
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~ Wednesday, September 1 ~
“ That is not dead which can eternal lie,
And with strange aeons even death may die.
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And with strange aeons even death may die.
— from The Call of Cthulhu, by H.P. Lovecraft
~ Tuesday, August 31 ~
“ Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn…
In his house at R’lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.
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~ Thursday, August 12 ~
“ Screamingly sentient, dumbly delirious, only the gods that were can tell. A sickened, sensitive shadow writhing in hands that are not hands, and whirled blindly past ghastly midnights of rotting creation, corpses of dead worlds with sores that were cities, charnel winds that brush the pallid stars and make them flicker low. Beyond the worlds vague ghosts of monstrous things; half-seen columns of unsanctified temples that rest on nameless rocks beneath space and reach up to dizzy vacua above the spheres of light and darkness. And through this revolting graveyard of the universe the muffled, maddening beating of drums, and thin, monotonous whine of blasphemous flutes from inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond Time; the detestable pounding and piping whereunto dance slowly, awkwardly, and absurdly the gigantic, tenebrous ultimate gods- the blind, voiceless, mindless gargoyles whose soul is Nyarlathotep.
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— from H.P. Lovecraft’s ‘Nyarlathotep’.
~ Wednesday, June 9 ~
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Books, kids toys, and melange… Cafe Phil, Gumpendorferstrasse 10-12, Vienna, Austria. 17 March 2012.
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