In the Summer of Love year 1968, a teenage hippie named Gregory Hamilton goes from a free love party and finds the comfort of an old abandoned house his friends find for comfort. However, he awaks to hear a noise coming from beneath him. As he investigates further he finds something that will firghten him so greatly that it will affect him throughout his life.

Away I looked, so that I wouldn't see
As I wished for that moment I were blind,
That I could leave the memory behind,
And, maybe just for one last time, be free
What god would let these aberrations be
To drill incessantly in human minds
Exploiting tantalizing fears they find
To drive their victims to insanity?
I pray for mercy coming from Death's grasp,
As I can only hope Oblivion,
Delivering me with my final gasp
Permits for the nightmare to be undone;
It's to this glimmer that my soul must clasp,
For in the end, the darkness will have won.

This is a wee vignette that appeared in my book DREAMS OF LOVECRAFTIAN HORROR, publish'd in 1999 by Mythos Books.  I have just completed work on a revised/expanded edition of the book, for which everything has been re-written.  The following is the original previous version of the vignette.  Of it, S. T. Joshi wrote, in his wonderful new book THE RISE AND FALL OF THE CTHULHU MYTHOS:

"Consider, too, the prose-poem 'Necronomicon,' which contains one of the most poignant reflexions on the psychological effects of the 'forbidden book' that any contemporary writer has produced.  [He then quotes the final paragraph of the piece.]  In this passage is a simultaneous conveyance of cosmic and psychological horror that Lovecraft himself only rarely achieved."

 I post it here as it reminds me of your logo above, the open'd tome with ye tentacles outstretch'd toward merciless cosmic nothingness.  I encourage others who like to write, or who have ever wanted to try to write, to add your own short vignettes and prose-poems concerningmythos tomes to this creative outlet.  Just let your imagination soar and write something that only you can wrire, but that is rooted in Lovecraft and the Mythos.  You may be surprised at what you come up with, and you have an audience of friends at this site.

"You who would learn the wisdom of hidden things and traverse the avenues of shadow beneath the stars, heed this song of pain that was chanted by one who went unseen before you that you may follow the singing of his voice across the windblown sands that obscure the marks of his feet."

-Necronomicon: The Wanderings of Alhazred

What strange secrets lurk inside the Tyson Necronomicon? It proudly proclaims itself to be "fictional" and based purely on the work of Lovecraft but what does this mean exactly?

The main problem that confronts a student of The Revelations of Glaaki is not the extreme scarcity of copies, but rather the corruption of the text in the oft-cited (though still extremely rare) Golden Goblin edition of the work.  It is very fortunate, then, that noted scholar Antonius Quine has issued his own edition of this very unique tome, published by the prestigious Standish Press.