That is the ultimate allure... «I Am Providence»
RamingoWS5 июля 2018That is the ultimate allure of Lovecraftian fiction. All the ratiocination the human mind could muster; all the piecing together of disparate documentation from ship captains, from academics, from harried witnesses; the collections of artifacts and ancient codices; even the revelation of ancient cities and alien speciaes; none of it mattered, ultimately. No matter what was discovered through application of logic and reason, it wouldn`t be enough to forestall doom. Cthulhu`s eventual rise and the utter destruction of humanity — as an epiphenomenon of some machinations we couldn`t possibly comprehend — wasn`t a threat, it was a promise. Like Judgement Day without the Christians, the apocalypse without salvation. No hint of an afterlife either. Lovecraft was a materialist.
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