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We are the life.

May the merciful gods, if indeed there be such, guard those hours where no power of the

will or drug that the cunning of man devises can keep me from the chasm of sleep.

Death is merciful for there is no return there from, but with him who has come back out

of the nethermost chambers of night, haggard and knowing,

peace rests nevermore.

Fool that I was to plunge with such unsanctioned frenzy into mysteries no man was meant to penetrate.

Fool or God that he was, my only friend, who led me and went before me and who in the end passed into

terrors which may yet be mine.

By the way that's frenzy with a pH.

Friends with a pH.

Yeah, you know like you would say something's fat. Friendsy would be,

Friendsy with a pH would be a great name for

Lovecraft inspired clothing line.

Oh yeah, I'd like that.

Really classic pieces, but they're all frayed at the edges.

That would be, oh.P. Lovecraft.

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podcast in which we're discussing this story.

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