Introduction
There are four basic theories of myth. Those theories are: the rational myth theory, functional
myth theory, structural myth theory, and the psychological myth theory. The rational myth
theory states that myths were created to explain natural events and forces. Functional myths are
what you call the kinds of myths that were created as a type of social control. The third myth
theory is the structural myth theory. This theory says that myths were patterned after human
mind and human nature. The psychological myth theory is the fourth myth theory, which states
that myths are based on human emotion.
Rational Myth
The rational myth theory states that myths were made to better understand natural events and
forces that occurred in the everyday lives of people. This theory also explains that the gods and
goddesses controlled all of these happenings of nature. Examples of this type of myth are
creation myths from different cultures. Creation myths explain how man was created and
explain what the gods and goddesses used and what actions they took to create humans. These
myths also tell what substances were used (if any) in order for man to exist. The existence of
man is a natural event but creation myths give other explanations.
Functional Myth
The functional myth theory talks about how myths were used to teach morality and social
behavior. It states that myths told about what types of things should and shouldn’t be done, and
the consequences for those wrong doings. The functional myth theory also states that myths
were created for social control and served the function of insuring stability in a society. A story
about a tribe who rebelled against the great serpent, Degei, is a good example of a functional
myth1. This story is about a tribe who learned many skills from their great serpent god, Degei,
and then became Degei’s workers and servants. Two chiefs of this tribe were sick of working for
him and tried to defeat him; they were too weak for Degei. Instead of winning their freedom,
they were killed in a great flood caused by Degei. This myth is trying to say that you should not
be lazy because if you are, then you will regret it.
Structural Myth
Structural myths are said to be myths based on human emotion. These types of myths show the
two sides of the human mind; the good side and the bad side. They show the divided self and the
duality of human nature. Myths about Hercules show how the human mind can be both good
and bad. Hercules did both good and bad things. One of the bad things he did was (in “Jason
and the Argonauts”) he stole a broach pin from the treasure chamber of the god Talos. This sin
caused his friend to be killed. Hercules knew that his friend was killed because of his sin, so to
make up for it; he vowed to stay on the island until his friend was found.
Psychological Myth
The psychological myth theory states how myths are based on human emotion and that they
come from the human subconscious mind. Cultures all around the world had similar fears,
questions, and wishes which, to them, were unexplainable. That is the reason that psychological
myths were made; and that is why there are archetypes shared between cultures. Archetypes are
general forms and characters used by all cultures. Some archetypes found between cultures are
having a sky god (Zeus and Oleron),a sea god (Poseidon and Olokun), and an agricultural god
(Orisha-Oko and Demeter). These archetypes are examples of how people think alike when it
comes to things that are to them mysteries and fears.
From Beyond By H. P. Lovecraft
Written in 1920, and first published in "The Fantasy Fan" June 1934.
Horrible beyond conception was the change which had taken place in my best friend, Crawford
Tillinghast. I had not seen him since that day, two months and a half before, when he told me toward
what goal his physical and metaphysical researches were leading; when he had answered my awed and
almost frightened remonstrance's by driving me from his laboratory and his house in a burst of fanatical
rage, I had known that he now remained mostly shut in the attic laboratory with that accursed electrical
machine, eating little and excluding even the servants, but I had not thought that a brief period of ten
weeks could so alter and disfigure any human creature. It is not pleasant to see a stout man suddenly
grown thin, and it is even worse when the baggy skin becomes yellowed or grayed, the eyes sunken,
circled, and uncannily glowing, the forehead veined and corrugated, and the hands tremulous and
twitching. And if added to this there be a repellent unkemptness, a wild disorder of dress, a bushiness of
dark hair white at the roots, and an unchecked growth of white beard on a face once cleanshaven, the
cumulative effect is quite shocking. But such was the aspect of Crawford Tillinghast on the night his half
coherent message brought me to his door after my weeks of exile; such was the specter that trembled
as it admitted me, candle in hand, and glanced furtively over its shoulder as if fearful of unseen things in
the ancient, lonely house set back from Benevolent street. That Crawford Tillinghast should ever have
studied science and philosophy was a mistake. These things should be left to the frigid and impersonal
investigator for they offer two equally tragic alternatives to the man of feeling and action; despair, if he
fail in his quest, and terrors unutterable and unimaginable if he succeed. Tillinghast had once been the
prey of failure, solitary and melancholy; but now I knew, with nauseating fears of my own, that he was
the prey of success. I had indeed warned him ten weeks before, when he burst forth with his tale of
what he felt himself about to discover. He had been flushed and excited then, talking in a high and
unnatural, though always pedantic, voice. "What do we know," he had said, "of the world and the
universe about us? Our means of receiving impressions are absurdly few, and our notions of
surrounding objects infinitely narrow. We see things only as we are constructed to see them, and can
gain no idea of their absolute nature. With five feeble senses we pretend to comprehend the
boundlessly complex cosmos, yet other beings with wider, stronger, or different range of senses might
not only see very differently the things we see, but might see and study whole worlds of matter, energy,
and life which lie close at hand yet can never be detected with the senses we have. I have always
believed that such strange, inaccessible worlds exist at our very elbows, and now I believe I have found a
way to break dawn the barriers. I am not joking. Within twenty four hours that machine near the table
will generate waves acting on unrecognized sense organs that exist in us as
atrophied or rudimentary vestiges. Those waves will open up to us many vistas unknown to man and
several unknown to anything we consider organic life. We shall see that at which dogs howl in the dark,
and that at which cats prick up their ears after midnight. We shall see these things, and other things
which no breathing creature has yet seen. We shall overleap time, space, and dimensions, and without
bodily motion peer to the bottom of creation." When Tillinghast said these things I remonstrated, for I
knew him well enough to be frightened rather than amused; but he was a fanatic, and drove me from
the house. Now he was no less a fanatic, but his desire to speak had conquered his resentment, and he
had written me imperatively in a hand I could scarcely recognize. As I entered the abode of the friend so
suddenly metamorphosed to a shivering gargoyle, I became infected with the terror which seemed
stalking in all the shadows. The words and beliefs expressed ten weeks before seemed bodied forth in
the darkness beyond the small circle of candle light, and I sickened at the hollow, altered voice of my
host. I wished the servants were about, and did not like it when he said they had all left three days
previously. It seemed strange that old Gregory, at least, should desert his master without telling as tried
a friend as I. It was he who had given me all the information I had of Tillinghast after I was repulsed in
rage. Yet I soon subordinated all my fears to my growing curiosity and fascination. Just what Crawford
Tillinghast now wished of me I could only guess, but that he had some stupendous secret or discovery to
impart, I could not doubt. Before I had protested at his unnatural pryings into the unthinkable; now that
he had evidently succeeded to some degree I almost shared his spirit, terrible though the cost of victory
appeared. Up through the dark emptiness of the house I followed the bobbing candle in the hand of this
shaking parody on man. The electricity seemed to be turned off, and when I asked my guide he said it
was for a definite reason. "It would he too much . . . I would not dare," he continued to mutter. I
especially noted his new habit of muttering, for it was not like him to talk to himself. We entered the
laboratory in the attic, and I observed that detestable electrical machine, glowing with a sickly, sinister
violet luminosity. It was connected with a powerful chemical battery, but seemed to be receiving no
current; for I recalled that in experimental stage it had sputtered and purred when in action. In reply to
my question Tillinghast mumbled that this permanent glow was not electrical in any sense that I could
understand. He now seated me near the machine, so that it was on my right, and turned a switch
somewhere below the crowning cluster of glass bulbs. The usual sputtering began, turned to a whine,
and terminated in a drone so soft as to suggest a return to silence. Meanwhile the luminosity increased,
waned again, then assumed a pale, ontre colour or blend of colours which I could neither place nor
describe. Tillinghast had been watching me, and noted my puzzled expression. "Do you know what that
is?" he whispered, "that is ultraviolet." He chuckled oddly at my surprise. "You thought ultraviolet was
invisible, and so it is but you can see that and many other invisible things now." "Listen to me! The
waves from that thing are waking a thousand sleeping senses
in us; senses which we inherit from aeons of evolution from the state of detached electrons to the state
of organic humanity. I have seen the truth, and I intend to show it to you. Do you wonder how it will
seem? I will tell you." Here Tillinghast seated himself directly opposite me, blowing out his candle and
staring hideously into my eyes. "Your existing sense organs ears first, I think will pick up many of the
impressions, for they are closely connected with the dormant organs. Then there will be others. You
have heard of the pineal gland? I laugh at the shallow endocrinologist, fellow dupe and fellow parvenu
of the Freudian. That gland is the great sense organ of organs I have found out. It is like sight in the end,
and transmits visual pictures to the brain. If you are normal, that is the way you ought to get most of it .
. . I mean get most of the evidence from beyond." I looked about the immense attic room with the
sloping south wall, dimly lit by rays which the everyday eye cannot see. The far corners were all shadows
and the whole place took on a hazy unreality which obscured its nature and invited the imagination to
symbolism and phantasm. During the interval that Tillinghast was long silent I fancied myself in some
vast incredible temple of long dead gods; some vague edifice of innumerable black stone columns
reaching up from a floor of damp slabs to a cloudy height beyond the range of my vision. The picture
was very vivid for a while, but gradually gave way to a more horrible conception; that of utter, absolute
solitude in infinite, sightless, soundless space. There seemed to a void, and nothing more, and I felt a
childish fear which prompted me to draw from my hip pocket the revolver I carried after dark since the
night I was held up in East Providence. Then from the farthermost regions of remoteness, the sound
softly glided into existence. It was infinitely faint, subtly vibrant, and unmistakably musical, but held a
quality of surpassing wildness which made its impact feel like a delicate torture of my whole body. I felt
sensations like those one feels when accidentally scratching ground glass. Simultaneously there
developed something like a cold draught, which apparently swept past me from the direction of the
distant sound. As I waited breathlessly I perceived that both sound and wind were increasing; the effect
being to give me an odd notion of myself as tied to a pair of rails in the path of a gigantic approaching
locomotive. I began to speak to Tillinghast, and as I did so all the unusual impressions abruptly vanished.
I saw only the man, the glowing machines, and the dim apartment. Tillinghast was grinning repulsively at
the revolver which I had almost unconsciously drawn, but from his expression I was sure he had seen
and heard as much as I, if not a great deal more. I whispered what I had experienced and he bade me to
remain as quiet and receptive as possible. "Don't move," he cautioned, 'for in these rays we are able to
be seen as well as to see. I told you the servants left, but I didn't tell you how. It was that thickwitted
housekeeper she turned on the lights downstairs after I had warned her not to, and the wires picked up
sympathetic vibrations. It must have been frightful I could hear the screams up here in spite of all I was
seeing and hearing from another direction, and later it was rather awful to find those empty heaps of
clothes around the house. Mrs. Updike's clothes were close to the
front hall switch that's how I know she did it. It got them all. But go long as we don't move we're fairly
safe. Remember we're dealing with a hideous world in which we are practically helpless. . . . Keep still!"
The combined shock of the revelation and of the abrupt command gave me a kind of paralysis, and in
my terror my mind again opened to the impressions coming from what Tillinghast called "beyond." I was
now in a vortex of sound and motion, with confused pictures before my eyes. I saw the blurred outlines
of the room, but from some point in space there seemed to be pouring a seething column of
unrecognizable shapes or clouds, penetrating the solid roof at a point ahead and to the right of me.
Then I glimpsed the temple like effect again, but this time the pillars reached up into an aerial ocean of
light, which sent down one blinding beam along the path of the cloudy column I had seen before. After
that the scene was almost wholly kaleidoscopic, and in the jumble of sights, sounds, and unidentified
sense impressions I felt that I was about to dissolve or in some way lose the solid form. One definite
flash I shall always remember. I seemed for an instant to behold a patch of strange night sky filled with
shining, revolving spheres, and as it receded I saw that the glowing suns formed a constellation or galaxy
of settled shape; this shape being the distorted face of Crawford Tillinghast. At another time I felt the
huge animate things brushing past me and occasionally walking or drifting through my supposedly solid
body, and thought I saw Tillinghast look at them as though his better trained senses could catch them
visually. I recalled what he had said of the pineal gland, and wondered what he saw with this
preternatural eye. Suddenly I myself became possessed of a kind of augmented sight. Over and above
the luminous and shadowy chaos arose a picture which, though vague, held the elements of consistency
and permanence. It was indeed somewhat familiar, for the unusual part was superimposed upon the
usual terrestrial scene much as a cinema view may be thrown upon the painted curtain of a theater. I
saw the attic laboratory, the electrical machine, and the unsightly form of Tillinghast opposite me; but of
all the space unoccupied by familiar objects not one particle was vacant. Indescribable shapes both alive
and otherwise were mixed in disgusting disarray, and close to every known thing were whole worlds of
alien, unknown entities. It likewise seemed that all the known things entered into the composition of
other unknown things and vice versa. Foremost among the living objects were inky, jellyfish
monstrosities which flabbily quivered in harmony with the vibrations from the machine. They were
present in loathsome profusion, and I saw to my horror that they overlapped; that they were semi fluid
and capable of passing through one another and through what we know as solids. These things were
never still, but seemed ever floating about with some malignant purpose. Sometimes they appeared to
devour one another, the attacker launching itself at its victim and instantaneously obliterating the latter
from sight. Shudderingly I felt that I knew what had obliterated the unfortunate servants, and could not
exclude the thing from my mind as I strove to observe other properties of the newly visible world that
lies unseen around us. But Tillinghast had been watching me and was speaking. "You see them? You see
them? You see the things that float and flop about you
and through you every moment of your life? You see the creatures that form what men call the pure air
and the blue sky? Have I not succeeded in breaking down the barrier; have I not shown you worlds that
no other living men have seen?" I heard his scream through the horrible chaos, and looked at the wild
face thrust so offensively close to mine. His eyes were pits of flame, and they glared at me with what I
now saw was overwhelming hatred. The machine droned detestably. "You think those floundering
things wiped Out the servants? Fool, they are harmless! But the servants are gone, aren't they? You
tried to stop me; you discouraged me when I needed every drop of encouragement I could get; you
were afraid of the cosmic truth, you damned coward, but now I've got you! What swept up the
servants? What made them scream so loud? . . . Don't know, eh! You'll know soon enough. Look at me
listen to what I say do you suppose there are really any such things as time and magnitude? Do you
fancy there are such things as form or matter? I tell you, I have struck depths that your little brain can't
picture. I have seen beyond the bounds of infinity and drawn down daemons from the stars . . . I have
harnessed the shadows that stride from world to world to sow death and madness. . . . Space belongs to
me, do you hear? Things are hunting me now the things that devour and dissolve but I know how to
elude them. It is you they will get, as they got the servants. . . . Stirring. dear sir? I told you it was
dangerous to move, I have saved you so far by telling you to keep still saved you to see more sights and
to listen to me. If you had moved, they would have been at you long ago. Don't worry, they won't hurt
you. They didn't hurt the servants it was the seeing that made the poor devils scream so. My pets are
not pretty, for they come out of places where aesthetic standards are very different. Disintegration is
quite painless, I assure you but I want you to see them. I almost saw them, but I knew how to stop. You
are curious? I always knew you were no scientist Trembling, eh. Trembling with anxiety to see the
ultimate things I have discovered. Why don't you move, then? Tired? Well, don't worry, my friend, for
they are coming . . . Look, look, curse you, look . . . it's just over your left shoulder. . . . " What remains to
be told is very brief, and may be familiar to you from the newspaper accounts. The police heard a shot in
the old Tillinghast house and found us there Tillinghast dead and me unconscious They arrested me
because the revolver was in my hand, but released me in three hours, after they found it was apoplexy
which had finished Tillinghast and saw that my shot had been directed at the noxious machine which
now lay hopelessly shattered on the laboratory floor. I did not tell very much of what I had seen, for I
feared the coroner would be skeptical; but from the evasive outline I did give, the doctor told me that I
had undoubtedly been hypnotized by the vindictive and homicidal madman. I wish I could believe that
doctor. It would help my shaky nerves if I could dismiss what I now have to think of the air and the sky
about and above me. I never feel alone or comfortable, and a hideous sense of pursuit sometimes
comes chillingly on me when I am weary. What prevents me from never' g the doctor is this simple fact
that the police never found the bodies of those servants whom they say Crawford Tillinghast murdered.
Reading Responses
Purpose/Goals:
This assignment is guided by the following learning outcomes:
• define key literary terms/concepts and implement these in oral/written critical analyses
• describe, examine, and evaluate their own reading practices and oral/written critical analyses
• analyze literature and explain how various components of literature work together to create
meaning
• recognize, describe, and analyze the influence of various cultures in literary works
Reading responses allow students to practice their own interpretive/analytical skills and give
them the opportunity to practice writing about literature in a non-formal/non-threatening manner.
Because this is a writing to learn assignment, rather than a formal essay, students should feel
comfortable exploring their thoughts about the text without the pressures that a formal essay
exacts. Furthermore, since these responses give the students plenty of time to consider their
interpretations of the text, reading responses can also significantly improve classroom
discussions.
Assignment:
Students will complete 7 reading responses. The responses should be no fewer than 500 words in
length. These responses are not plot summaries or confessionals, but careful commentaries on
the ideas/images expressed in the works that you will be reading. You may choose to respond to
an individual work or make comparisons between works, but you must limit your responses to
the works we are covering as a group. Your responses can be thesis driven, argumentative
attempts to establish a singular point about the text, or they can be exploratory, positing one or
two questions on a topic and exploring the complications that those dilemmas raise. Support your
observations by quoting from the text.
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