December 6th, 2007


Finding my way through the Dreamland

Some days, I feel trapped in the past. And then I realize that I am the one who has trapped me there.

I read part of Lovecraft's The Silver Key yesterday, and began to think about what the key would look like. Lovecraft describes it as "a huge key of tarnished silver covered with cryptical arabesques." Then I thought about asking smithing_chick to make one up for me, so I could find some of my dreams.

I then began to think about how much of a hero Randloph Carter is to me, and how so many of my heroes are not great people, but how they do such great things: Norman, Link, Simon, Samus, Jimmy, Indy, and all the others. The people who are my heroes in reality are the same sort of person, really.

"Three times Randolph Carter dreamed of the marvelous city, and three times was he snatched away while still he paused on the high terrace above it."

Randolph Carter's story is one of a man seeking his dreams. He is willing to give everything to reach them, and reach them he does, through perseverance, a willingness to try again when he meets failure, and a strong sense of self-worth and self-knowledge.

"Randolph Carter had indeed descended at last the wide marmoreal flights to his marvellous city. . ."

I pray my story has such a happy ending, that my own Dream Quest might end in such a way.