I have a new theory.
This new theory came to me while reading the 4 Donald Tyson Necronomicon. It is much superior to the Simon Necronomicon. It drives you to madness, not irritation. In any event, according 8 to this unutterably vile volume of horrors beyond 15 the feeble comprehension 16 of pitiful mortals, the fearful city R'lyeh (where dwelleth dread Cthulhu, 23 dead but not dead, dreaming until such times as the star are again right*) was on an island that sank. 42 And sometimes this island rises to the surface.
So what if the Island of Lost is the same island and it is the black will of the Dream One who bedevils the wreched surivors, who 108 have not yet in their wanderings encountered that most terrible of ancient places, the city with its mad angles.
ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn Jack!
ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn Sawyer!
ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn Kate!
ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn Lock!
* As an aside, and totally off the subject, if dread Cthulhu is waiting for the stars to be right, he should have gone deep in the heart of Texas, where the stars are not only right, but big and bright.
This new theory came to me while reading the 4 Donald Tyson Necronomicon. It is much superior to the Simon Necronomicon. It drives you to madness, not irritation. In any event, according 8 to this unutterably vile volume of horrors beyond 15 the feeble comprehension 16 of pitiful mortals, the fearful city R'lyeh (where dwelleth dread Cthulhu, 23 dead but not dead, dreaming until such times as the star are again right*) was on an island that sank. 42 And sometimes this island rises to the surface.
So what if the Island of Lost is the same island and it is the black will of the Dream One who bedevils the wreched surivors, who 108 have not yet in their wanderings encountered that most terrible of ancient places, the city with its mad angles.
ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn Jack!
ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn Sawyer!
ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn Kate!
ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn Lock!
* As an aside, and totally off the subject, if dread Cthulhu is waiting for the stars to be right, he should have gone deep in the heart of Texas, where the stars are not only right, but big and bright.

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