Thursday, June 25, 2009

Nyarlathotep? Makes a New Appearance?

Screamingly sentient, dumbly delirious ... A sickened, sensitive shadow writhing in hands that are not hands, and whirled blindly past ghastly midnights of rotting creation, corpses of dead worlds ... charnel winds that brush the pallid stars and make them flicker low. Beyond the worlds vague ghosts of monstrous things ... 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 ... whose soul is Nyarlathotep. HPL, Nyarlathotep.

This quick note. The illusion of a hand activates one's Lovecraftian imagination. The provenance is from Coast to Coast AM's site: Sunset 'Hand'; Sunset picture, taken in Palmer, Alaska, October 2008.

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