I know thy works, that thou art neither cold nor hot: I would thou wert cold or hot. So then because thou art lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spue thee out of my mouth.
-Revelation 3:15-16 (KJV)
The Sometimes Vaguely Philosophical Mage does his best to get to grips with Cultist Simulator, but gazing too long upon the Old Ones has been known to cause loosened grips…
One night I had a frightful dream in which I met my grandmother under the sea. She lived in a phosphorescent palace of many terraces, with gardens of strange leprous corals and grotesque brachiate efflorescences, and welcomed me with a warmth that may have been sardonic. She had changed – as those who take to the water change – and told me she had never died. Instead, she had gone to a spot her dead son had learned about, and had leaped to a realm whose wonders – destined for him as well – he had spurned with a smoking pistol. This was to be my realm, too – I could not escape it. I would never die, but would live with those who had lived since before man ever walked the earth.
-H.P. Lovecraft, The Shadow Over Innsmouth
“That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die.”
“Everybody’s a mad scientist, and life is their lab. We’re all trying to experiment to find a way to live, to solve problems, to fend off madness and chaos.”
“The essential Saltes of Animals may be so prepared and preserved, that an ingenious Man may have the whole Ark of Noah in his own Studie, and raise the fine Shape of an Animal out of its Ashes at his Pleasure; and by the lyke Method from the essential Saltes of humane Dust, a Philosopher may, without any criminal Necromancy, call up the Shape of any dead Ancestour from the Dust whereinto his Bodie has been incinerated.”
-Petrus Borellus as paraphrased by Cotton Mather and quoted by H.P. Lovecraft, The Case of Charles Dexter Ward
“Do not call up that which you cannot put down.”
-H.P. Lovecraft, The Case of Charles Dexter Ward