because sometimes it’s a manipulation. So today, we’re going to talk about some very sort of out there ideas that are you that basically this actor was in contact with some dark forces. And that may have led to his death from one way or another. ...
death ᐧ dying concepts 18 “Only poetry or madness could do justice to the noises.” H.P. Lovecraft author The Call of Cthulhu book noises ᐧ poetry ᐧ madness ᐧ justice concepts 19 “I wish I was still an atheist. Believing I was born into a harsh, uncaring cosmos – in whic...
We had started quietly from the village because of the reporters who still lingered about after the eldritch panic of a month before—the nightmare creeping death. Later, I thought, they might aid me; but I did not want them then. Would to God I had let them share the search, that I ...
The crystal-detector seemed to function well, pointing steadily in a direction verifying Anderson’s report. It is curious how that principle of affinity works—without any of the fakery of the old ‘divining rods’ back home. There must be a great deposit of crystals within a thousand miles,...
Lovecraft was a sickly child growing up with an unusual childhood because of his father, who had a type of mental disorder caused by untreated syphilis. When he was three years old, his father became a resident patient at the local hospital in Providence, where he stayed until his death in...
of certain squalid brick houses in the Red Hook section of Brooklyn, and the consequent death of many brave officers, had unseated his nervous equilibrium. He had worked too hard, all said, in trying to clean up those nests of disorder and violence; certain features were shocking enough, in...
copies of death-certificates by fellow-physicians, and the like. All of this material I cannot hope to give, for my uncle was a tireless antiquarian and very deeply interested in the shunned house; but I may refer to several dominant points which earn notice by their recurrence through many...
“Yes.” Dr. McNeill’s voice was low. “But he met his death from snakes just the same. It was his fear working in two ways—it made him faint, and it made him fill his wife with the wild stories that caused her to strike out when she thought she saw the snake-devil.” ...
Bits of sod continued to break away from the tiny tract which carried me, but I heeded not their loss; for I felt that I was not to die with the body (or appearance of a body) which I seemed to possess. That everything about me, even life and death, was illusory; that I had ...