Back to my home page/introThe strange thing was that the professor was smiling and nodding appreciatively. I didn't want to embarrass him by pointing out that these were fictional creations, so I simply suggested "Humbaba" as being more appropriate. Then the scene shifted:
I was in a Sumerian temple, or some astral equivalent of such a temple. Down a great columned hallway were many doors on each side, each painted with some repellent symbol or design, many standing half ajar. I knew that behind some of those doors lurked the true reality behind the ancient myths of the gods and behind Lovecraft's tales of the Great Old Ones. Simply glimpsing them would seal my doom. Someone who stood behind me told me that I had to walk down to the end of the corridor and return.
I was terrified, but set forth. I passed door after door without glimpsing any creature inside the rooms. As I got closer to the end of the hall, fewer of the doors had symbols marked, and they began to seem more and more normal. By the time I reached the end of the hall and began to return, it was clear that the hall was becoming more like an ordinary hallway, lined with ordinary doors. As I returned to my starting place I was overcome with disappointment.
After all, it would be pretty bad to have one's soul devoured in eternity by Yog-Sothoth or Tiamat, but it would be a whole lot worse to live in a universe where everything was normal and such things could not be.
-- Pope C
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Newsgroups: talk.bizarre Subject: A dream Keywords: Io Chaos! Message-ID: <1992Mar4.182049.3838@verifone.com> Date: 5 Mar 92 04:20:49 GMT Organization: Hey, I just work here Lines: 34
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