Formless protoplasm able to mock and reflect all forms and organs and processes--viscous agglutinations of bubbling cells--rubbery, fifteen-foot spheroids infinitely plastic and ductile--slaves of suggestion--builders of cities--more and more sullen, more and more intelligent, more and more amphibious, more and more imitative--Great God! ----H.P. Lovecraft, At The Mountains of Madness
Friday, February 11, 2011
The Mysterious Couplet
HP Lovecraft
That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange aeons even death may die.
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