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[Lovecraft Mythos] Some questions on the King in Yellow.

As I understand it, the King in Yellow is a play which acts as a summoning ritual for. . . something. 

* How does the play function as a ritual? 

* What is the play actually about? Does it have a consistent story?

* What happens when the ritual is complete?
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* How does anything function as a ritual? Man performs actions that individually have no substance, grant no power. Taken together, these minuscule, impossible to understand threads begin to weave a tapestry that serves as a portal for unfathomable creatures to enter "our" world.

* Sure, where you're typically going to see a play have an opening and a resolution, the King in Yellow deals in more typica☐☐ shallow themes, such as l☐☐☐ and ☐☐st. Once once you s☐t ☐☐☐k and tr☐☐☐☐ ☐☐☐ ☐☐ ☐☐☐ damn yourself to the abyss beyond, woe betide what is left of your wretched soul and leave you sobbing and broken at the feet of the true nature of reality. W̴h͢e̶reupon͡ t̡h͞è p҉l͜ay͞ ̴be̛g͏in͢s̸ ͞to͝ ͡t̢ruely͢ ̶t͜ouc̨h̡ ͝o͝ń ҉t͟h͡e͘ ͝m̛adn̕èss of t͟h̡e̴ ̴in̴c̢o҉mp͢rehéns͝ible͝,̴ ҉t̴o sum̧mo͟n ̧thi͜n̛g̸s͢ ̴best̷ ̡not gazed ̷u͟po̷n, t͡o e͏ņt̨i̢ce͜ b͢e̡i͞ngs from͡ b̧e͝yo̴n̕d̡ t̕h̀e ̧s͘t҉ars.̶ T͢͜͠h̢͟͠e̴̕҉y̵ ̸̡a҉͡ŗ͏̢e̵ ̶d̀͢͡r͠a̴̕w̢̧n͏͟͏ ̛́f͡or̶̡th ͠b͡y̸͢͞ ̶t̷͠h́̀e̵ ̧́͘s̷͠įr̴̵én͡ ͞ś̕͟o͘͏n͠g̴̡ ̵͝ǫ͜f̷̵ ̡͢m̡͟à̷n͞'s̢̛͏ ̸d̕e̛̛͢s͏i̶r̴͘e to̕ ̧͡k̡̛n̷o͞w̸ ẁh̕͠a̵t̸͡ ͞h́͞͡e̕ ͘s̸͠h̸̢̡o҉͡u̸̡̧ld̀͏ ǹ͝ó̡t̴,̸͞ ̴̵̕a̶͝͡nd ̧̛h́͏e ş̀h̴a͏̡͝ĺl͟ ̡͘͟p̀͘͟a̡͘͟y͏̨̛ ̷̸de͠͡a͏̷r͏̷l̸̢ý ̧́f̀͝ór̶ ͏h͟is̸ iǹd͟í̸s̢̀͘c̢͝r͝et͢i̕ǫ̶͡ņ͏̵ş̀.̶

C͍̱̺̝͈o͎͇̥m̀p͖̥̣͔̻̰͡l̪̣̮e͉͚͖̞̝̳̹t̶̝̬̘̙͚̭ͅi̪͓͓͉͡ͅn̢̮̜͉͍̺̺g̛ ̦̯̗͚̮t̳̘͚h̟͉̫͖e̴̦ ̬̞̪̭r̩̭̱̼̖̭͎i̱tụ̶̝͍̗͓̯̹a̫̠̣̝͉̹̥͟l̙ ̱̗̞̼e͞x̫͙̻̫͎̙t̞̦̻͖̦͓͙i҉n͇͚̺̮̮ͅg̬̗̥̜͔̣̕u̻͍̠̬̘̘̜is̖͔̱̘̤͎̺͞h̗̠̥e̢̟s̲̙̟͙̀ ̥͖me̵͖̼̜̤͇r̡͍̠̯̱̬̯e̙̤̣̜̭̣͖ ͕̫̮̜͍͍̘sa̳͉̜n̖̱̪͚̫̼it̕y̦̪͉ͅͅ ̜͖͙̱̦̼f͖o͏̲̩̫̦̲r̰̼ ͎̤ͅa̙̠̟ ̡͍̯̪̦c̪̯̹̯̳̲̳͝hi̺̬̘̣͖p̀ ͔̪̥̭̖͖͘i̯͙̦͖̝͡n͏̱̪ ͠t̩̯́ͅh̤̜e̬͈̯̳ ̳̠̦͎͖ͅḅḁ̫̰ŗ͇̖͚̲̩̞r̯̼̝i̘̦͓̭e͇̬r̘͚̣͝ͅ,͈͈͔̻͇ ̳̫͉a͇͠ ̪̼̪̗̘̳́ͅg͏̮ͅr̫͕̜̮̤̰͞e͚̞a͔͕̗̳t̩̝̤̠͈̘̩ ̮͇̩̜͕̙̞m͘a̸͓̯̲͚̱̘n̺̳̖̦͔͝y̡̙̳͚̮̤̥̼ ̛̝̦m̙̳̝̞͕̠ͅu̸̩͖̦̳s͇̖͘t͓̝͇̰͈̠ ͏͙̻͍̬̞̮̻g̸͕̜̺̰̳ͅͅi̝̺̳̩̣̰̣͟ve̛̗̪̻͚̳͎ ̗t͙̯he̜̭̙̹i̼̤̤͓̖̦r̵̞̻̺͇̱͚ ̫̻̘̥̘̮͜a҉̦̩l҉̖l̷̘̻ ̨͚͖̰̮̱t͚̱̘̟̲̱ͅo̧̦̹ ̼͇͔̝m̠͈a̷̦̝k͖͈̖͉̱͍e̡̻͍ ̟͔̳̯̩̺r̠͔̖̦͔̞͔̀o̩͉̼ơm̤̯͠ͅ ̝̳̖̳̀ͅf̵͉̪͚̣òṟ̪̘̭̲̤ ̨̠h̗͕͎ͅi͙͜m͎̣̙̩. 

He. 

The King in Yellow.

For your own protection, your brain can never fully understand the play. If you've seen it, you lose your mind and despair in the certainty that the greater universe is malevolent to a degree your little lizard brain cannot begin to fathom.