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"Happy Birthday, H. P. Lovecraft!" / OCCULT READS PRESENTS: "The Pseudonomicon"

ON THIS DAY IN OCCULT HISTORY


August 20

Happy Birthday, H. P. Lovecraft!


 
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On August 20th, 1890, a boy was born in Providence, Rhode Island, who would spend his entire adult life insisting, in essay after essay and letter after letter, that none of it was real: no gods, no spirits, no cosmic forces, no life after death, nothing beyond the cold indifferent mechanics of matter in motion. H. P. Lovecraft called himself, in his own words, “an absolute materialist so far as actual belief goes; with not a shred of credence in any form of supernaturalism.” And yet the fictional universe that same committed skeptic built, almost entirely as a private literary experiment, would go on to be treated as genuine occult revelation by real practicing magicians within decades of his death, its central invented text eventually manifesting as an actual, physically purchasable grimoire that people still use today.

Understanding how a lifelong atheist's deliberately fake holy book became a working piece of modern ceremonial magic is one of the strangest, most instructive stories in twentieth-century occultism…

Piercing the Veil

Lovecraft's skepticism wasn't a passing pose; it ran through his entire correspondence with real conviction and philosophical rigor. He described himself as, at most, a theoretical agnostic who was, “practically and provisionally,” an atheist, finding the odds of any theistic reality “so microscopically small” that calling himself anything else would be dishonest. He was an admirer of Bertrand Russell and Thomas Henry Huxley, and even a brief mid-1920s wobble over what relativity and quantum theory seemed to imply about mechanistic physics resolved back into the same fundamental conviction: the universe runs on physical law, full stop, and human beings are a cosmic afterthought within it.

That conviction is the actual philosophical engine behind his fiction, not a contradiction of it. Lovecraft's cosmic horror isn't about demons or devils in any traditional theological sense; it's about the terror of genuine insignificance, the idea that reality is vast, mechanical, and utterly indifferent to human meaning, populated by entities so far beyond us that human concepts like good and evil simply don't apply to them. His famous “Great Old Ones” aren't supernatural in the classical sense at all; they're framed as extradimensional, physically real beings operating by rules we're simply too limited to perceive, science fiction dressed as gothic horror. Lovecraft wasn't smuggling real occult belief into his stories. He was building an elaborate fictional apparatus specifically designed to dramatize the absence of cosmic meaning he was already convinced was true.

The book at the center of today's occult afterlife, the Necronomicon, was Lovecraft's own invention from the very beginning, first mentioned in his 1922 story “The Hound” and expanded across dozens of subsequent tales as a suitably ancient, suitably forbidden literary prop. Lovecraft actively encouraged fellow pulp writers like Clark Ashton Smith and August Derleth to reference the book in their own fiction, effectively crowdsourcing the myth across an entire circle of collaborating authors. Even in his own lifetime, he received earnest letters from readers asking, and sometimes insisting, that the book was real, and he spent considerable correspondence patiently explaining, repeatedly, that he had made it up entirely.

That explicit denial didn't stop the idea from taking on a life of its own, particularly once it reached Kenneth Grant, a former personal secretary to Aleister Crowley and founder of the Typhonian Ordo Templi Orientis. Grant proposed something genuinely audacious: that Lovecraft, despite his conscious atheism, had unknowingly tapped into real occult currents through his fiction, and that Crowley's own Thelemic cosmology and Lovecraft's invented mythology were, on some level, describing compatible realities. Grant wrote extensively about an “astral Necronomicon,” a genuine magical current he believed the fictional book pointed toward even in its nonexistence.

In 1977, that theoretical astral text became a physical one. A book calling itself simply the Necronomicon appeared from a small publisher, credited only to a mysterious figure named “Simon,” widely believed by researchers and former associates to be the writer Peter Levenda, working alongside collaborators connected to New York's occult bookshop scene. The book presents itself as an ancient Sumerian and Babylonian grimoire, blending genuine (if selectively interpreted) Mesopotamian mythological material with names and concepts lifted directly from Lovecraft's fiction and Grant's Crowley-adjacent theorizing, framed through an invented narrator called the “Mad Arab.” It is not ancient, nor a real Sumerian text in any scholarly sense. It is, by the most credible accounts, a genuine late-twentieth-century synthesis, built by real occultists specifically to make Grant's theoretical framework tangible, and it has been treated as a working grimoire by practicing magicians ever since, exactly the kind of unauthorized afterlife its author would never have anticipated and Lovecraft himself would almost certainly have found bitterly ironic.

None of this makes Lovecraft himself an occultist by any honest measure; every scrap of evidence we have points the opposite direction, a man who built an entire fictional cosmology explicitly to illustrate why none of it could be real. What his legacy demonstrates instead is something genuinely worth sitting with: that a sufficiently well-built fiction, populated with sufficiently convincing texture, can outgrow its creator's own intentions entirely, taken up by later readers hungry for exactly the kind of mystery its author may have accidentally unleashed from behind the veil...

 

OCCULT READS PRESENTS: “DAILY OCCULT REVIEW”

Modern Occultist is proud to present today's “Daily Occult Review” from our ongoing series—as part of the newly-launched Occult Reads... Today, in honor of the mythos that outgrew its creator's own skepticism, we're recommending a book that treats that afterlife not as historical curiosity, but as a live working system.


 

The Pseudonomicon

By Phil Hine | The Original Falcon Press

First published in a limited 1994 edition and long difficult to find before this revised and expanded reissue from the Original Falcon Press, Phil Hine's Pseudonomicon takes a genuinely different approach than the Simon Necronomicon's claim to ancient authenticity. Hine, former editor of the influential Chaos International magazine, doesn't pretend Lovecraft's mythology is secretly true or secretly ancient; he treats it explicitly as a modern pathworking, a deliberately constructed symbolic territory chaos magicians can enter and work with on its own terms, fiction as functional magical technology rather than disguised fact.

Hine's own framing is refreshingly candid about the risks involved, warning openly that engaging seriously with the "Cthulhu Mythos" as a working system carries real psychological hazards, obsession, personality disintegration, the kind of destabilization that comes from taking deliberately alien, non-human cosmic horror seriously as a meditative and ritual framework. This new edition adds a substantially expanded section on banishing, a practical acknowledgment that any book teaching readers to invite Lovecraftian entities into their practice owes them an equally serious method for closing that door again.

This is advanced, deliberately unsettling material, not a beginner's introduction to chaos magic, and readers new to the tradition should build a foundation elsewhere first. But for readers of this magazine who finished today's post fascinated by how thoroughly a committed atheist's fiction escaped into real magical practice, Hine's book is the most honest, clear-eyed account of what actually happens when practitioners pick up that invitation.




(Every day, Modern Occultist News will present "This Day in Occult History" and your "Daily Occult Review" and will dive into the birthdays, rituals, breakthroughs, and crucial moments that shaped today’s many esoteric traditions. From the Hermetic revival to Witchcraft, from Crowley to cyberspace, we’ll bring the best stories and latest trends to today’s own modern occultists everywhere.)

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