Where the fuck am I? Everything reeks of Texas.
Justin Hager, EsoZone Report in Key 23
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“Where are you going, so meek and holy?”
“I’m going to temple to worship Crowley.”
“Crowley is God, then? How did you know?”
“Why, it’s Captain Fuller that told us so.”
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While this sort of thing is styled success
I shall not count failure bitterness.
Aleister Crowley, Winged Beetle, The Convert
See also The Star in the West.
He was crying in despair. Then he spoke aloud, to himself, in English. “Who are you?” he said. “And where do you belong?” His own body stared back at him; but he could not recognize it as his own. It was alien, and frightening.
Walter Tevis, The Man Who Fell to Earth [Amazon, Local Library]
They who know of no purer sources of truth, who have traced up its stream no higher, stand, and wisely stand, by the Bible and the Constitution, and drink at it there with reverence and humanity; but they who behold where it comes trickling into this lake or that pool, gird up their loins once more, and continue their pilgrimage toward its fountainhead.
Henry David Thoreau, Civil Disobedience [Amazon, Bookshop, Publisher, Local Library]
Some of these societies, being based upon a financial scheme for making money, pretending to be able to employ divine powers in their service and to have the will of God at their command for the purpose of procuring for their adherents physical health and worldly benefits, met with great success; for the multitudes will always rush to that camp, where they think that a mine of gold has been discovered and where they are expecting a share; and the holding out promises of making salvation easy has always been the fundamental power of every clerical institution.
Franz Hartmann, The Dangers of Occultism
Did our ancestors go peeping about with dark lanterns, and do we walk at our ease in broad sunshine? Where is the manifestation of our light? By what symptoms do you recognise it? What are its signs, its tokens, its symptoms, its symbols, its categories, its conditions? What is it, and why? How, where, when is it to be seen, felt, and understood? What do we see by it which our ancestors saw not, and which at the same time is worth seeing?
Thomas Love Peacock, Nightmare Abbey [Amazon, Internet Archive]
You’re getting worse. More fanatical every day. Where’s it going to lead?
Philip K Dick, Total Recall [Amazon, Publisher]
Hackers, in fiction, are the trickster-gods of the realm of computing. They go where they’re not supposed to, steal anything that isn’t nailed down (or rather, written down in ink on parchment with a quill plucked from a white goose), and boast about it.
Charles Stross, The Atrocity Archives [Bookshop, Amazon, Publisher]
