The Call Of Cthulhu

The Call of Cthulhu

I always loved good horror stories especially ones with original monsters. Most people think that worst monsters are the ones who look like us, humans but evilness inside. This evil humans can be captured, imprisoned and killed, shortly can be destroyed with our effort. But how about monsters that we can not captured, can not imprisoned and even if you hit it with a whole ship they won’t die and you are certain that they will hunt you down in the depths of sea and in your dreams. The scariest things are the things that we can’t control, we can’t make any sense of it and things that can not be destroy by humans. So I do not agree with most people and my favourite monster story is "The Call of Cthulhu" written by H.P Lovecraft who is considered one of the best horror writer of all time. The story is about an ancient creature which has an ancient cult, which haunts artist in their dreams, driving them insane or convince them to kill someone or themselves. There are a lot of things that I loved about this story, one of them was the Lovecraft’s ability to describe other worldly creature masterfully and the second one was creating a language for his book. His words influenced many other writers such as Stephen King, and many other artist such as Metallica. He was truly great writer and before reading the story, I suggest everyone to read Lovecraft’s life. His life is as interesting as his works. And here is the last paragraph of his work which I really enjoyed;
" Who knows the end? What has risen may sink, and what has sunk may rise. Loathsomeness waits and dreams in the deep, and decay spreads over the tottering cities of men. A time will come—but I must not and cannot think! Let me pray that, if I do not survive this manuscript, my executors may put caution before audacity and see that it meets no other eye."

The Pink Blur

Fahrenheit 541

One of my favorite books.

 ‘’ I sometimes think drivers don’t know what grass is, or flowers, because they never see them slowly,’’ she said. ‘’ If you showed a driver a green blur, Oh yes! He’d say, that’s grass! A pink blur? …’’

‘’My uncle drove slowly on a highway once. He drove forty miles an hour and they jailed him for two days. Isn’t that funny, and sad, too?’’

When I think about these parts I feel like we have already become like those in the book. Even if we can slow down and watch the scene, we are not doing it, we can read books, but we are not doing that either and I think this is more horrible than this dystopia. We are losing the meaning of life and living inside of machines.

Shakespeare #23

                           Sonnet #23
As an unperfect actor on the stage,
 Who with his fear is put beside his part,
Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage,
Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart;
So I, for fear of trust, forget to say
The perfect ceremony of love's rite,
And in mine own love's strength seem to decay, O'ercharged with burthen of mine own love's might.
O! let my looks be then the eloquence
And dumb presagers of my speaking breast, Who plead for love, and look for recompense, More than that tongue that more hath more express'd.
 O! learn to read what silent love hath writ:
 To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LEgdZykhY0E
 I never understand people who shout out their love, write it everywhere like it is the easiest thing in the World. But isn’t love the thing makes you forget your words, changes your reality, binds your mind to that one person? Not because it is something wrong but rather something that so special, and so unique that words cannot be enough to describe. It can be shown with a little smile or touch, or little sigh. The short movie about this sonnet exactly meet all the things that I mentioned. It was a little smile that shows all her love and her hopeless touch that sting my heart. It is all the things that you could not say and like Shakespeare said; Learn to read what silent love hath writ and maybe, if you are one of the luckiest person alive in this world, that person have the same silent love as you have.