“Something about the gaping hole in the fabric of the cosmos gave him the chills. He leaned over the edge of the opening, expecting to find birds, or similar avian creations of the night’s sky. Instead, he was met with a swarm of unspeakable horrors; winged, pitiful and grotesquely malformed, and to his great stupor, he noticed they had human faces and that they suffered. And as they poured out of the Well of Making, like children from the womb of the eternal feminine, these luciferin creatures spilled onto the world, shrieking in existential agony, for they knew the pain of their mortality.” Free WillDrug AddictionDeterminismDrug AbusePsychedelicsDrug UseLouise Blackwick QuotesJungian ArchetypesThe Underworld RhapsodyCosmic Fiction Book:The Underworld Rhapsody Source: The Underworld Rhapsody