And also like a cursed tome, much of what drives you mad isn't the magic spells and alchemical sigils, but the secret histories, the sudden awareness of a world of agony and nightmare roiling just inches beneath the placid surface of our social pond, and the callous alien god-thing lurking beneath that even now feeds on us all (it's capital).
I have definitely used this to explain how it feels when learning about newly comprehensible man made horrors that have existed or are going to, back during year 1 of covid
But more or less the knowledge gained weighing heavily and making one mad, not so much the outsider peering in.
Hexbear is the Necronomicon. Reading it imparts knowledge which all seems reasonable to the reader, but to an outsider they are stark raving mad.
And also like a cursed tome, much of what drives you mad isn't the magic spells and alchemical sigils, but the secret histories, the sudden awareness of a world of agony and nightmare roiling just inches beneath the placid surface of our social pond, and the callous alien god-thing lurking beneath that even now feeds on us all (it's capital).
I have definitely used this to explain how it feels when learning about newly comprehensible man made horrors that have existed or are going to, back during year 1 of covid
But more or less the knowledge gained weighing heavily and making one mad, not so much the outsider peering in.