“The dreams were wholly beyond the pale of sanity, and Gilman felt that they must be a result, jointly, of his studies in mathematics and in folklore. He had been thinking too much about the vague regions which his formulae told him must lie beyond the three dimensions we know, and about the possibility that old Keziah Mason – guided by some influence past all conjecture – had actually found the gate to those regions.”
-
H. P Lovecraft Dreams in the Witch House (1932)
This
story comes at the whole superstitious, medieval idea of witches and the occult
from a different angle; one in which mathematics and science are employed to
open up a portal between our world and a trans-dimensional world where
monstrous beings wait to invade. The
‘witch’ of the “Witch House’ is said to a woman tried and imprisoned at Salem
for witchcraft who, because she knew certain mathematical formulae, was able to
escape. She told the judges that “lines
and curves could be made to point out directions leading through the walls of
space to other spaces beyond.” An
interesting idea, as fantastic stories go.
She escaped, and went to Arkham, MA, where she took up residence in an
old gabled house and (apparently) lived out her years there. Or did she?
The
high gabled house had a garret in it, in which the old ‘witch’ is said to have
lived. Over the years the whole
neighborhood of the gabled house then became decrepit and oppressive, obviously
because of her ‘wicked ways’. By the
time of this story, it is a dilapidated neighborhood in which only ‘foreigners’
and other poverty stricken people live.
Enter
Gilman, a student studying at good old Miskatonic University, where he has
taken up all kinds of ‘esoteric’ subjects, from mathematics to quantum
mechanics. I had to laugh out loud when
I read: “Possibly Gilman ought not to have studied so hard. Non-Euclidean calculus and quantum physics
are enough to stretch any brain,” (lol), but then comes the ‘modus operandi’ of the story: “and when
one mixes them with folklore, and tries to trace a strange background of
multidimensional reality behind the ghoulish tales of the Gothic tales and the
wild whispers of the chimney corner, one can hardly expect to be wholly free
from mental tension.” Again, interesting
idea.
Whereas
in The Dunwich Horror we were dealing
largely with folk magic tinged with and aided by old books, here we have a much
clearer representation of ceremonial magic, in which elements of math and
science were sometimes used in the hopes of effecting occult goals. It is through working with equations (lol;
HPL mentions both Reimann equations and
differential equations) that Gilman hopes to find his way through to other dimensions. But like his counterparts in The Dunwich Horror, Gilman does not
comprehend the danger with which he is dabbling. Here again we have HPL’s ambiguous attitude
toward education. Gilman, who is
portrayed as intelligent enough to study quantum physics and higher maths, is
also enamoured of the occult and of the story of the witch: old Keziah
Mason. It seems he wants to live in her
old garret apartment in order to figure out how the witch escaped from Salem,
and whether it is possible to move through solid walls using geometrical
methods. An interesting and even
‘scientific’ goal; trying to understand something from superstitious sources in
more rational, scientific terms.
However_
In
“the brooding, festering horror of the ancient town,” and in “the mouldy,
unhallowed garret gable” Gilman’s studies of math and folklore lead to strange
experiences. He hears strange mumbling
from the little room above him. He
begins to have dreams, and then he begins to see things (e.g., a strange rat
coming and going from his room) and have waking vision (e.g., seeing an old
woman in town and then dreaming about her)).
These dreams intensity and Gilman is afraid he is going to have a
nervous breakdown. (I laughed at the
character’s repeated exclamation that he is going to go see the “nerve doctor”
– but he never does). Eventually, he is
feeling ‘drawn out’ of our four-dimensional universe into another reality. First, it seems, he is being drawn up into
the heavens, but later he realizes he is travelling through the walls of his
rooms into a hideous dimension (full of geometric shapes; how horrible can it
get, yes?).
All
the while he is engaged in this ‘mathematical experiment’ he is seen
interacting with various neighbors; he is not alone in the Witch House. His neighbors are an eclectic mix of ethic
types; “superstitious foreigners” – amongst whom were Mauriewicz, who is always
praying and trying to give Gilman a crucifix, Paul Choynski and Mrs
Dombrowski. HPL’s ambiguity toward
‘foreigners’ comes out through his use of these characters; on the one had they
are portrayed as simple folk, uneducated and superstitious. On the other hand, they seem ‘in touch’ with
the lingering horror that is present in the old house, and do all kinds of
superstitious things to ward off the effects of the evil. In the end, however, their superstition is
ineffectual against the monster (i.e., alien being); called Aza-Thoth in this
story.
The
ethnocentrism manifesting here becomes clearest when you realize that that only
other person Gilman can rely on is Frank Ellman; who is also a student at the
university (albeit poverty stricken, so that he has to live in the Witch House;
for him it was not a choice). Is he
Gilman’s equal because of being another white New Englander, and as such on the
same ‘social level’ as Gilman? Gilman
eventually goes to Ellman for help after his dreams begin to undermine his
sanity. All that his other neighbors
seem capable of doing throughout the story is wailing and crying out loud
prayers and offering him superstitious observations, protections and
predictions, which have no effect except to say “there is danger here,”.
Gilman’s
dreams, the reader finally realizes, are about visiting another dimension;
being drawn there by some force that is apparently aware that he is engaged in
‘mystical mathematics.’ _And they want
him to join their ranks. He sees
‘strange’ geometrical shapes in his dreams, and is apparently terrified by polygons
(lol!). Eventually, he meets a black
priest (who has no “negroid” features, we are told—just so we know he is not of
African descent) and an old woman. There
is a rat featured heavily in the story; it has human hands and face, and may be
old Keziah’s familiar. (Rats become an
obsession of Gilman’s; he is always trying to get his landlord to poison
them.) After many nights of dreams and
strange visions and visitations, he is brought to a place where he is shown a
book and told to sign his name—he is making a ‘pact with the devil,’ except
that the devil here is an alien, and its servants are trans-dimensional
travelers. When he refuses to sign the
book, the rat-thing climbs up his body and down his arm and forces his
hand. (One of the more powerful images
in the story.) _But did he really sign
the old book? He is not sure, though
later events would convince him that he did.
After
this episode, he becomes involved in criminal escapades. These happen all in his dreams, though some
seem to happen out in the normal day-to-day world, too, or to have their effect
or be mirrored there. All of the 'evil
activity’ throughout the story is once again couched in the set-dressing of the
‘witches’ sabbats,’ especially Beltaine and All Hallows. The narrator reports that children in Arkham
go missing every year in the days before these ‘sabbats,’ and then are
sacrificed on these ‘unhallowed’ nights.
The police never investigate these disappearances, it seems, as they are
reported by the superstitious foreigners (!?!?). In one dream, Gilman attends one of these
‘sacrifices,’ and is impelled to murder a little child. When he refuses, the rat-thing does the
deed. Because of his refusal, Gilman is
soon killed in the Witch House by the rat-thing, who eats his heart out
(literally).
While
there are some interesting science fiction and horror motifs in this story, the
whole is undermined by HPL’s usual use of the same tired-out occult trappings
and all of the superstitious ‘witch sabbat’ rhetoric from the Middle Ages. Once again, HPL’s use of these themes doesn’t
strike me as in any way new or innovative.
There is some hint that the sabbats are actually the vehicles of ‘alien’
invasion (as in The Dunwich Horror),
but over-all the motif of the sabbats is used to incite fear-by-association in
the reader and little more. There is the
same association here with standing stones, stone pillars and table stones as
in The Dunwich Horror. Again, this is a sad depreciation of the
Pagan tradition of associated lithic structures and rock outcrops with a
manifestation of the Earth. The whole
idea of signing the ‘black’ man’s book, for instance, is just a ‘Pact with the
Devil’ scene from the old Christian ‘Witch’ Trial lore. As in this same lore, the ‘initiate’ is then
forced to commit atrocities. The name of
the monstrous alien; Aza-Thoth—reminds me of the names of devils and demons in
mediaeval lore. Though the story uses
themes drawn from modern science and mathematics (e.g., Riemannian and
differential equations), real science here is negated by its being undermined
for superstitious, occult purposes. All
of this set-dressing diminishes the effect of any actually interesting ideas.
After
Gilman’s death, there is the usual end-material in such stories. The house in which he lived is never rented
again, and there are “always unexplained stenches upstairs in the Witch-House
just after May-Eve and Hallowmas.” There
were, of course, strange bones found
behind the walls of the garret room that had a resemblance to human bones, as
well as the ubiquitous (in HPL) “mangled fragments of many books and papers”
filled with “crabbed archaic writing.”
All of this esoterica has little import and means less, as HPL is trying
to imply too much with stock props. But
perhaps they are only stock props, now, because of HPL’s influence in the
horror genre, in film as well as in novels and short stories? Still, it is hard to read, and harder to
digest. There is always the allusion to
erudite knowledge in these stories, but it has all come to naught_ or at least
close to it. This story and the last
both play on the theme of “ancients with profound knowledge that we have lost,”
except that the said knowledge would lead to our world’s destruction were it
employed as intended.
There
may be some indication in these stories that the ancient humans who had this
original ‘occult knowledge’ were possibly trying to keep the Olde Ones – who
were actually evil aliens – at bay through their rituals and prayers, but I
would have to look more closely for actual narrative evidence of such a
theme. I also see in this story HPL’s fear
that mathematics and science, if taken too far, will open a door to another dimension and end in our
destruction. While science and
mathematics should always proceed cautiously, this kind of paranoia in HPL’s
stories is similar to – and perhaps an early version of – the kind of fears
people had when we first went into space (i.e., “we’ll poke a hole in the
atmosphere and that’ll be the end of everything”) or when CERN’s latest
accelerator came on line (“it’ll create a Black Hole and that’ll be the end of
everything.”). Rational caution and care
– as is largely practiced by scientists in all fields – are much different from
the kind of superstitious fears stories like this are intended to generate.
After
reading these tales, where do I stand with HPL?
I
feel that I have been wading through a lot of dross and confused meanderings in
order to see a handful of possibly interesting ideas. I find HPL’s use of the standard occult
tropes understandable, given his time (as I said earlier, there was as yet no Neo-Pagan
Revival; so all he really had available to him were the old accounts of Witch
Trials and various studies of the Witch Craze).
However, as someone who has kept the Eight Sabbats of the Year and grown
spiritually through the practice and understanding of Neo-Pagan mysticism, I
find the rhetoric and tropes of mediaeval ‘witchcraft’ alternately tiresome,
laughable and – in less generous moods – offensive. _Though again I acknowledge that HPL could
not have known better (unless he had been initiated into some old secretive
traditional coven; but these were few and far between by all accounts).
I
also feel that I am reading someone very prudish and possibly even sexually
repressed; though I have no actual evidence of this—it may just be his constant
association of sex with monsters, deviance and orgies. There is no mention of sex or sexuality apart
from what happens on the stone-topped hills where wizards and others get
together at ‘unhallowed sabbats.’ It was
on one such hilltop that Lavinia had ‘relations’ with a monstrous alien and
conceived her ill-born son Wilbur, who was born nine months later on yet
another ‘sabbat.’ Nowhere in the stories
I’ve read does HPL portray positive sexual relations or even positive emotional
ties between characters.
The
more I have read about HPL and discussed these stories with people, the more I
have come to think that HPL’s influence may well be due more to the world and
creatures and ideas he created, than to the actual prose he produced. Admittedly, I have not yet read his letters
or poetry; so perhaps I am missing the best of his output—but there is just so
much in these stories that I’ve now read that leaves me flat and wanting to go
read a better writer. Though there are some
good science fiction and horror ideas and themes here, I found myself slogging
through the text, trying to get to the end.
HPL,
though, was forging a new horizon in the writing of horror, and moving toward a
kind of ‘cosmic science fiction’ that is still being written today and has
become a staple of the genre. The idea
that ‘what were once thought to be supernatural beings (devils, demons and
angels) are actually aliens from another planet, galaxy, dimension,
universe’—is found in various stories, including the TV series,’ Babylon-5 and Stargate. I think of Stephen
King’s IT and the clown in this
context, who appears as some kind of spirit haunting Derry, which who is
actually an ancient alien trapped beneath the surface; IT is so sublime that
humans cannot see it in its actual form—rather, they see it in terms they can
understand. This all, to me, now seems
very Lovecraftian. The idea of aliens
crossing-over from another dimension is also present in Babylon-5, in the TV
movie “Third Space,” in which the hubris of the Vorlons [http://babylon5.wikia.com/
wiki/Vorlon] led to them building a giant gate that they thought would enable them to colonize other dimensions, but
which actually led to an invasion from another dimension. Finally, I think of the first two ALIEN
movies, and the aliens portrayed their, created by Giger that seem so much like
Cthulhu, Aza-Thoth, Yog-Sothoth and their kind.
Yet
is HPL to be credited with initiating all of this; or was he just living at a
time when old superstitions were fading and new science-based fictions were
beginning to come to the fore in popular literature? Like other writers of his time – J. R. R.
Tolkein William Faulkner and Thomas Hardy – HPL was also a world-builder, which
is something that has become much more prominent in fantasy and science fiction
literature since the mid-20th century. It seems to me, at this still early stage in
my engagement with HPL, that his world-building, his attempt to transform
traditional characters from horror into science-fiction characters, and his
working with multiple dimensions are his three key contributions to his
genre. Are their stories better written
than the two I have delved into here? The Colour out of Space is probably the
best tale I’ve read.
In
the final analysis, there is little or nothing to keep me reading HPL. If anyone would like to convince me to read
other stories by him or even his poems – I am open to persuasion. If not, I will shelve my volume of HPL’s
tales and move on. I will still play Mansions of Madness and other games with
Lovecraftian themes. I will still enjoy
stories and films that deal with the consequences of science (and even
mathematics, were I to find a good story that has this as its theme) and seek
out new tales in the horror and science fiction genres that inspire, enlighten,
frighten and make me think on any number of levels. As to HPL_ he is perhaps a powerful
inspiration behind many writers and filmmakers today, and for that he may be
lauded, if not for being a necessarily great writer himself.
Enough
said, for now.
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