H. P. Lovecraft and superstrings
“…. they told him that every figure of space is but the result of the intersection by a plane of some corresponding figure of one more dimension –
as a square is cut from a cube, or a circle from a sphere.
The cube and sphere, of three dimensions, are thus cut from corresponding forms of four dimensions, which men know only through guesses and dreams; and these in turn are cut from forms of five dimensions, and so on up to the dizzy and reachless heights of archetypal infinity.”
Through the gates of the silver key, 1932
(First posted on myspace 12 mar 2009 )
that was my fav. Lovecraft book
This has always, ALWAYS been my favorite “poem” he wrote, so much so, I know it by heart. For the simple fact you took the time to share Lovecraft with us, I shall share with you his wonderful piece of work…to me, this is paradise…
Where bay and tranquil rivers blend,
and leafy hillsides rise,
The spires of providence ascend
against the ancient skies…
And in the narrow winding ways
that climb over slope and crest,
The magic of forgotten days,
may still be found to rest.
H.P.Lovecrft XXX :love: