IMAGINING

It is by inevitable nature, fallible to diagnose the rudimentary aspect, of "horror" beyond the pervasive instruments of imagination, for there is no mightier dread, than that which the mind itself contrives from the unfringed depths of obscurity. The adequate sum of proportion, at each accessible structure of an object, which by sentience and emotion, is perhaps termed grotesque or amorphous, can only be credited through its unusualness; at length the observer becomes the author of their own ruin, greeting the gestures of allusion with the unbridled, melodrama of the macabre and bleak. It is not existential pessimism which I illustrate in the inditement of these sentiments, but rather it is the power of the imagination in sufficing the unknown, with the most uncouth fascination of the terrible. Who has not said, to themselves, in the midst of darkness, that there is nothing to be seen, and yet still trembled to the percussion of the "monster's underfoot". Is this not the purport of what we imagine, when not given the due conclusion of evidence, that all the mysteries of the unseen, are but to be seen and understood, eventually. It is not that the derivation of the common phobia has been secluded from the profits of my discourse, and that the crawling creatures and cosmic curiosities, do not have a rightful department in the aesthetics of fear, but what if, the sudden quiet of the earth, and that Byronic Darkness was all, that could inspire the TRUE terrors of the mind! Oh it would be a day of obscene derangement, when even the beasts of the nightmare's treasure had withered and our notions of exaggerated scares, become our novel desires. To provoke the isolation of the mind is to inspire its propensity, and here when the bells of death, ring without haste in the horizon, and darkness falls upon all! I chuckle to imagine, what these neglected conceptions of ideation will illustrate. The untethered metaphors, of morbidity and mourning, shall become the black film of our eyes, confined to visions of despair and in the dearth of the mind, there shall ascend the insecurities of the living and the dead. Many have become forgetful of our condition, that without the merit of observance, and perception, the reliance of our imagination, is the most deadliest of compromise, for here exists the very unwholesome passions of terror!