What if our cult, pushing at the jellied walls of the world, eager to let in the Other from outside, was honestly trying to make things better? Huh?
What if the soft god we sacrifice to and summon was, like, a big bouquet of flowers? For everyone? Who doesn't like flowers? Enormous flowers from beyond? With a pollen that inflicts blindness and madness? But, like... really pretty!
Scholars and adventurers, they see the robes and the knives and the chanting and they assume the worst every time.
@signalstation Robert M Price wrote an exegesis where Nyarlathotep is trying to free us from the prison of human perception; so all the horrors of the #Mythos are merely the same misaprehensions as a child focusing on the pain of being yanked away and not the car from which they've been saved.
@DaveHiggins
I like that a lot.
Similar : Does the caterpillar experience fear on entering the cocoon? Does the moth that leaves it mourn the loss of the caterpillar?