The Temple of Dagon

Hodgson wrote:Doesn't anybody read Crowley anymore?

Not after they've seen pictures of him.



"Curley" Howard: Grand Poobah of the Gordo Templis Tri-stoogis

E.A. Lovecraft wrote:

Hodgson wrote:Doesn't anybody read Crowley anymore?

Not after they've seen pictures of him.



"Curley" Howard: Grand Poobah of the Gordo Templis Tri-stoogis

Gahhh!

Psh...What a tool

he's so precocious! but what is he doing to that magic 8-ball?

JJ Burke wrote:he's so precocious! but what is he doing to that magic 8-ball?

http://www.bellaonline.org/code/bellaball/index.asp

Hodgson wrote:The ghosts in Pacman are the emissaries of the Waccans; the flaky-scalped one is the emissary of Dandruffus (snow god). Doesn't anybody read Crowley anymore?

Nah, G.G. Allen had the same ideas but practiced what he preached.

Lovecraft is all about hints, innuendos, veiled references that lead nowhere, and a deft manipulation of the readers own mind.
This is his legacy as a writer.
He took the work of such earlier pioneers as Poe, Machen, Bierce and Chambers, made them darker and even more menaceing.
He opened the way, we are only following the trail he made for us.

An afterthought.
Imagine Lovecraft, Crowley and Charles Fort(they lived at the same time and spent time in New York City, perhaps at the same time?) meeting by chance and falling into conversation.
And as for the Great Beast, do read his novel, "Diary of a Dope Fiend".
The last quarter of it is absolute garbage, a sort of puff piece for Crowley and a denial of his addiction, but the first part is quite a good read.
Also, Crowley was a very handsome fellow in his youth, years of drug abuse and dissapation produced the Pilsbury Doughboy lookin' geek you see in those photos.
He died old, alone, despised and dope-sick, in a cheap rooming house, begging for heroin, and as poor as a shit-house rat.
Considering he began life as a wealthy young man(he owned a prosperous brewery, and the ungrateful bugger hated God!)and died a near pauper, do you see the power of the Occult Forces?

krakenten wrote:Lovecraft is all about hints, innuendos, veiled references that lead nowhere, and a deft manipulation of the readers own mind.
This is his legacy as a writer.
He took the work of such earlier pioneers as Poe, Machen, Bierce and Chambers, made them darker and even more menaceing.
He opened the way, we are only following the trail he made for us.

PLEASE NOTE THE BELOW TEXT HAS NO REAL POINT.


I cant stand any of Chambers works....The King In Yellow is okay, but even its so-so...

"The Yellow Sign" is the only Chambers piece worth reading, it's quite good.
The rest of his work was simply overheated romantic claptrap.
Chambers was a very popular writer, some have said that the "Gibson Girl" could as well be called the "Chambers Girl"
But his work was largely ephemeral.

odin2 wrote:

krakenten wrote:Lovecraft is all about hints, innuendos, veiled references that lead nowhere, and a deft manipulation of the readers own mind.
This is his legacy as a writer.
He took the work of such earlier pioneers as Poe, Machen, Bierce and Chambers, made them darker and even more menaceing.
He opened the way, we are only following the trail he made for us.

PLEASE NOTE THE BELOW TEXT HAS NO REAL POINT.


I cant stand any of Chambers works....The King In Yellow is okay, but even its so-so...

Am I going to have to abuse my powers again?

krakenten wrote:Considering he began life as a wealthy young man(he owned a prosperous brewery, and the ungrateful bugger hated God!)and died a near pauper, do you see the power of the Occult Forces?

If by "power of the Occult Forces" you mean the debilitating effects of heavy drug use, then yes I do.

Satanism certainly did not work out for Mr. Crowley.
Another somewhat obscure fact about Crowley-he was born Edward Alexander Crowley, and adopted the Aliester monniker to get his name to add up to 666-then bitterly complained when people did so.
Crowley was considered one of the best pornographers of his time, his works were frequently siezed and destroyed for being utterly obscene(which is, after all, the point of pornography!).
He still got paid.
I guess the money went in his arm.
A thouroughly unpleasant man, a colorful but wasted life.

i would just like to add that when i was in high school, a friend of mine gave me his copy of the Simonomicon. after a couple of months, it disappeared and i was never to see that copy again.

one year later (ish) i was at Wal-Mart and saw a copy on the shelf. i said "ooh, goody" and grabbed it. when i took it to the checkout counter, i was told none-too-politely that "we don't sell that here, it's not ringing up," so i just took it.

it sounds goofy, but that's my history with the book. i still have that copy and the other one never resurfaced.

*waits for abuse*

That is very odd-like my Cthristmas Cthulhu.
In a story I wrote, once, I posited a sect of cultists who planted copies of the tomes in flea markets and used book shops.
This troubles me......