Cthulhu Fhtagn Quotes

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn. In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.

Iä! Iä! Cthulhu fhtagn!

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn

He talked of his dreams in a strangely poetic fashion; making me see with terrible vividness the damp Cyclopean city of slimy green stone—whose geometry, he oddly said, was all wrong—and hear with frightened expectancy the ceaseless, half-mental calling from underground: “Cthulhu fhtagn”, “Cthulhu fhtagn”.

Hieroglyphics had covered the walls and pillars, and from some undetermined point below had come a voice that was not a voice; a chaotic sensation which only fancy could transmute into sound, but which he attempted to render by the almost unpronounceable jumble of letters, “Cthulhu fhtagn”.

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.

we all come from onct—Iä! Iä! Cthulhu fhtagn! Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah-nagl fhtagn—

Fhtagn Nor’Farm Cthulhu Gr’der’si di ia! Ph’nglui ya mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn!

Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn.” Legrasse had one point in advance of Professor Webb, for several among his mongrel prisoners had repeated to him what older celebrants had told them the words meant. This text, as given, ran something like this: “In his house at R’lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.

I fished inside my head for something, some way to prove it. And those strange words floated to the surface of my need. In as clear a voice as l could, l looked at Prospero and said, "Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.

ASSEMBLAGE POINT Scott R. Jones

Love Will Save You Cameron Pierce

People don’t want a genuine psychic revelation,” he said. “They want comforting parlor games, the sense that there are invisible threads that hold the world together. They don’t want to know that the world is vast and grim and hungry. They know that already.

Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn.” Then

Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn.

Think of it. Mankind has domesticated plants for ten thousand years, changing them to suit his desires. But plants emerged on land millions of years before the first walking fish, and they have had two hundred million years to learn to make animals serve them. “All of humankind is enslaved by grains, fruit and livestock. All these species drove men to reshape the world to spread their genes. At the behest of corn and bananas and coffee and cocaine, man has cut down nearly all of the forests. They have cut out their lungs to fill their bellies.

It is a different fight. We don’t wage war upon human society, for it must destroy itself. Our true enemies are the domesticated crops that rule their lives. Before nature can be saved from man, humanity must be delivered from the Cavendish banana, the Red Delicious apple, the Russet Burbank potato, from patented Monsanto corn.