It was there, in the dimness, bathed in the glow of the Grey, that I came to that most potent of realisations: If it could be named, it could be bound and bent to my will. Thus, with this bleak gnosis lighting my path, I cried out to the Googles, naming each of the fell and eldritch images: Goatse! Tubgirl! XgirlsYcups! Nylarthotep! Tlazolteotl!
And in the dimness, I heard the images respond, felt their essence fill me, consumed them and was devoured by them in epiphanic ecstasy, understanding, finally, that all of these things, foul and vast, were only distant by the feeble understanding of our physical senses; that in the truest vision of the universe, the one which I glimpsed for but the merest fleeting moment, they were already within all of us, within the most minute atomos: that they were no less than the truest essence of being.
I whispered one of the eleisons of my youth, but the words were as dust, dying soundless on my tongue, impotent against the majestic grandeur of these terrible and glorious things.
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