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"That is not dead which can eternal lie,
And with strange aeons even death may die."

Is there a statement with a more horrifying conclusion?

>> No.14140642

*sharts on you*

>> No.14140649

>>14140615
who wrote that? and did that author have a cat?

>> No.14140655

You can't lie for ever, the truth will come out sooner or later if you keep lying

>> No.14140670

>>14140615
Lovecraft elicits a feeling in me that I don't have a proper name for. It is adjacent to feelings like awe, mysticism, fear, 'coldness'(not sure how to explain that one). A sense of some kind of vast immensity but faintly melancholic almost, and somehow also secret, like it is being unveiled at night. It's not the same feeling I get when thinking about things like God or even other religious stuff, but it's not related either to feeling I get when Im in an empirical/nihilist sort of mindset, which is just kind of grey and boring, it has the naturalistic quality of the latter and the ambiguous/transcendental of the former but is lacking any sort of warmth and positive associations that God has.

Anyone know what I mean about this particular feeling. I realize this is sort of gibberish but Idk how else to explain a feeling of this type

>> No.14140679

>>14140615
ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH IM GOING INSAAAANEEEEEEEE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I AM INSANE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

>> No.14140711

>>14140670
Eerie? But that sounds too mundane. I know what you mean.

>> No.14140716

>>14140670
How could we drink up the sea? Who gave us the sponge to wipe away the entire horizon? What were we doing when we unchained this earth from its sun? Whither is it moving now? Whither are we moving? Away from all suns? Are we not plunging continually? Backward, sideward, forward, in all directions? Is there still any up or down? Are we not straying, as through an infinite nothing? Do we not feel the breath of empty space? Has it not become colder? Is not night continually closing in on us? Do we not need to light lanterns in the morning? Do we hear nothing as yet of the noise of the gravediggers who are burying God? Do we smell nothing as yet of the divine decomposition?

>> No.14140720

>>14140670
Nick Land describes that feeling well at the end of his book, Chasm.

>> No.14140741

What’s the conclusion

>> No.14140886

>>14140741
coom

>> No.14140900

>>14140886
the epilogue coom is almost as sweet as the prologue coom

>> No.14140961

>>14140741
The first line is about time, but seen as something that is incomprehensible to humans in it's full scope simply for how immense it is. Making them look like moles because of the self delusions they have chosen to believe towards it. The second line is about the concept of live and death and how simple, shallow and ungrand it is compare to the possibility of it. Even in their concepts of the afterlife, mankind's imagination is but a cadle in a dark forest to the possibilities. I can go on but i'm tired. That couplet honestly captures Lovecraft's ideas extremely well.

>> No.14141406

>>14140679
Based and Based

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>> No.14141482

People like to shit on Lovecraft because of "muh purple prose" but don't seem to realize he's using that kind of writing precisely to talk about fantastic, impossible things. His writing gets kinda manic and creates the necessary mood for your suspension of disbelief to take place

>>14140649
he had a lot of cats, you'll have to be more specific

>> No.14142381

>At night, when the objective world has slunk back into its cavern and left dreamers to their own, there come inspirations and capabilities impossible at any less magical and quiet hour. No one knows whether or not he is a writer unless he has tried writing at night

who here /nightwrite/

>> No.14142452

>>14140670
Sounds like some kind of bleak sublimity.

>> No.14142468

>>14140670
Sounds Lovecraftian

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>>14140615
geeeet the fuck out you flaccid fishboy

>> No.14142491

>>14141416
love this one

>> No.14142492

>>14142481
I absolutely love that little beginning section of the Night Land for some reason.

>> No.14142548

>>14140679
BEGONE DEMON

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>>14140615

>> No.14142595

>>14140615
>I am much older than you are. Older than you think. If there is one thing I have learned in so many voyages, it is that the dead do not rise, nor the years turn back. What has been and is gone does not come again.

>> No.14142677

>>14142452
>bleak sublimity.
That is pretty close to what it is for so pithy a description. I think that it is just not quite possible to express it in a term because it's a complex combination of psychological states

something like 'inhuman sublimity' might also work

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>>14141416
What is this from

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>>14140679
AAAAAAAHHHHHRRRRRGGGGGG AHHHHHHHHHH IM FUCKING GOING INSANE!!!!!’ IM GOING INSANE!!!!! FUCK FUCK FUCK! AAAAAAAAAAAAA IM INSANE!!!! IM INSANE!!!!! OH GOD OH GOD ARRRRRRRRGGGGGG FUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKK IM GOING INSANE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

>> No.14143334

>>14141482
>he had a lot of cats, you'll have to be more specific
There was this cat with a somewhat controversial name, I think. Can you name it for me? I don't remember very well.

>> No.14143457
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>"When age fell upon the world, and wonder went out of the minds of men; when grey cities reared to smoky skies tall towers grim and ugly, in whose shadow none might dream of the sun or of spring’s flowering meads; when learning stripped earth of her mantle of beauty, and poets sang no more save of twisted phantoms seen with bleared and inward-looking eyes; when these things had come to pass, and childish hopes had gone away forever, there was a man who travelled out of life on a quest into the spaces whither the world’s dreams had fled."

>> No.14143678

>>14140670
i think it is supposed to be some sort of meeting which elicits an intensity of reality - the experience of something being more real than before, because of 'god and nature' as concepts being tamed by us. lovecraft creates a world which is both extremely conceptual and removed from the 'now', but creates that feeling of ''sublime dread'' because his world is palpable, in the naturalistic sense you described. it is af one finally realises his place when one reads him.

>> No.14143739

>>14140670
Please listen to or read The Bungalow House by Ligotti; the story is about the narrator chasing a similar feeling
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Fteka44kbY

>> No.14143755

>>14140615

>And with strange aeons even death may die

Doesn't it carry a message of hope that humanity will evolve outside the cycle of death?

>> No.14143763

>>14143755
an anon proposed earlier in the thread that it was more of a comment on our infinitely limited mental scope compared to the immensity of the world, and i think i agree - in this vein it may also be a comment on our own understanding of death, as in, it will not have a place in our minds any longer

>> No.14143771

>>14143315
All of my fucking kek

>> No.14143784

>>14143763

Strangely I find it a refreshing concept. It's a reminder of humility against the pride of man.
God has given us so much to explore that it seems inconceivable we'll ever get bored in all of existence.
That which is "Lovecraftian" is horrifying from the perspective of the spiritually blind. If one were to see it from, for instance, a Buddhist's view, the "Lovecraftian" is a light that shines the way forward.
It depends whether you believe in spiritual transcendence, I suppose.

>> No.14143817

>>14143784
You would probably enjoy reading "Lovecraft in Heaven" by Grant Morrison

>> No.14144519

>Be the christian god, let your devotees suffer immensely, get killed and their temples of worship to you be destryoed, do nothing about it using a cheap cop out by making suffering for your faith a virtue
>Be Bokrug, see your worshippers killed and their city destroyed. Plot for a thousand years and in the moment of their greatest prosperity completely wipe them out and reduce their city to nothing allowing your people to once again settle on their previously stolen lands.
I know who i'am voting for.

>> No.14144545

>>14143334
Uh it's Ni

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>> No.14145555

>>14143315
This very post, ladies and gentlemen, might be the funniest thing to occur on the 4channel literature board in weeks, months even. Why is it so humourous? I invite you to take a deep dive along with me into memeology here. Let us together take the step of detailed examination of the inner workings of this particular memetic juxtaposition.
At first glance one might assume the juxtaposition's sheer absurdity, its shrill contrast, its ill-fittedness, to be the seed of the humor it elicits. After an entire decade however, inundated by absurdist YouTube drivel, and inanely bluntening TV shows à la Eric Andre, along with the subsequent fatigue thereof, this seems unlikely.
Rather, I posit, it is the distinct parallel drawn between the need for instant gratification on the one hand - cultivated by the times we inhabit; which are imbued with nauseating rapidity and ineluctable intersubjective connectedness mediated by a post-iPhone internet - a desire ready to be fulfilled at any time by means of pathologically indulgent pornographical masturbation, leading to the inevitable terminus; the appalling limbo of permanently sequestered social development, as indicated by anon's emploi of the 'Coomer' meme - and the ineffability of Lovecraftian existential dread, a horror vacui of the soul, certainly resonating vis-à-vis modern science's highly successful efforts towards the ascertainment of a benevolent creator's absence, on the other hand. This idea, ingenious as it is in its pre-illustrated form, is superbly crowned by the visual fusion of the well-known "Wojak Coomer", and a contemporaneous vision, a meme-format comic abstraction of Lovecraft's Cthulhu creature. I do rest my case, valued readers and confrères, and am looking forward to reaction, be it approval of rebuttal. That will be all.

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>>14145555
Checked

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>>14145555
also, check out my quads
I just want to see Cthoomhu fly

>> No.14145597

>>14144519
>plot for a thousand years
yeah, really showed 'em

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>>14144545
>>14144595
yo HOL UP

>> No.14146714

>>14145555
based

>> No.14146794

>>14145597
>in the moment of their greatest prosperity
Waiting for when the fruit is ripest is a valid plan

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>>14140615
>"That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die."
based Lovecraft, nothing is ever really destroyed only transformed

>> No.14146836

>>14140615
I don’t get it, can you reword it to 5th grade level plz

>> No.14146843

>>14146794
not when the actual offenders are long gone and were never punished

>> No.14147241

>>14143315
posting this in every lovecraft thread from now on

>> No.14147720

I think that the fall of H P Lovecraft will be numbness. We have so much cosmic horror in our day to day lifes that the anxiety of forces out of our control will be numb. Thus great monsters beyond our control that will destroy us without even knowing we were there is the perfect alogeory for government, or war, or cultural change, but those are a lot more scary than Cthulhu.

>> No.14147734

>>14141416

there's something great about making lovecraft talk in ebonics

>> No.14147743

>>14145555
Shut up, NERD
*Shoves you in locker*

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>>14143315

INSANE IN DA MEMBRANE!