Thomas Ligotti

“There has never been and never will be a time in which to produce children. Now will forever be a bad time for doing that.”

you are nothing but a human puppet.

We know that nature has veered into the supernatural by fabricating a creature that cannot and should not exist by natural law, and yet does.

“Can one really believe in determinism without going insane?”

You would then know the horror and know that you know it.

“I am nothing but a human puppet” and continue to live as he or she had lived before?

In the recumbence of depression, your information-gathering system collates its intelligence and reports to you these facts: (1) there is nothing to do; (2) there is nowhere to go; (3) there is nothing to be; (4) there is no one to know.

We have already weathered torrents of knowledge we were not meant to know yet were doomed to know. But how much more can we take? How will the human race feel about knowing that there is no human race—that there is no one? Would this be the end of the greatest horror tale ever told

“he who hasn’t experienced a full depression alone and over a long period of time—he is a child.”

As consciousness gives us the sense of being persons, our psychophysiology is responsible for making us into personalities who believe the existential game to be worth playing.