Yog Sothoth T-Shirts
Description: In Lovecraft's mythos, born of the "Nameless Mist," Yog-Sothoth embodies the all-encompassing cosmic knowledge and mastery of the universe's gates, akin to the Kabbalistic Sephiroth which map the divine emanation and cosmic structure. This entity parallels the Hermetic concept of the One in All, representing an omnipresent force that bridges and transcends the boundaries of existence, embodying ultimate unity and interconnectedness. *Multimedia Digital Collage: Photoshop-assisted manual redrawing, scanning, and reassembling of images and artwork using a process akin to William Burroughs' - 2007.
Description: Peer into the void with this gritty Yog-Sothoth design. Featuring a high-contrast, heavily stippled illustration of the "Key and the Gate" from the Cthulhu Mythos, this graphic merges cosmic horror with a raw, death metal aesthetic.
Description: "As a foulness shall ye know Them. Their hand is at your throats, yet ye see Them not; and Their habitation is even one with your guarded threshold. Yog-Sothoth is the key to the gate, whereby the spheres meet. Man rules now where They ruled once; They shall soon rule where man rules now." -- H. P. Lovecraft, "The Dunwich Horror"
Description: “Yog-Sothoth knows the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the key and guardian of the gate. Past, present, future, all are one in Yog-Sothoth. He knows where the Old Ones broke through of old, and where They shall break through again. He knows where They have trod earth's fields, and where They still tread them, and why no one can behold Them as They tread.” - H.P. Lovecraft, "The Dunwich Horror"
Description: “Yog-Sothoth knows the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the key and guardian of the gate. Past, present, future, all are one in Yog-Sothoth. He knows where the Old Ones broke through of old, and where They shall break through again. He knows where They have trod earth's fields, and where They still tread them, and why no one can behold Them as They tread.” ― H.P. Lovecraft, "The Dunwich Horror"
Description: "Their hand is at your throats, yet ye see Them not; and Their habitation is even one with your guarded threshold. Yog-Sothoth is the key to the gate, whereby the spheres meet. Man rules now where They ruled once; They shall soon rule where man rules now. After summer is winter, after winter summer. They wait patient and potent, for here shall They reign again."
Description: Do you have a baby elder god or just feel like one? This shirt is for you! Change the horror of the Great Cthulhu to peaceful dreaming! Introduce your child to the works of HP Lovecraft with this fanciful design or show off your props! Our design includes Cthulhu, the Elder Sign and Yog Sothoth!
Description: On a small coastal town, an eccentric scholar is about to close the distance between our realm and the cosmos, if he succeeds this little paradisiac place may become the host of loathsome and eldritch horrors that lurk beyond the blasphemous void of unmentionable madness. the stars are right and the moon is red, soon everyone will wish they where dead... I hope you enjoy the mixture between cosmic horror and 80s retro elements, i tought i could do something different but at the same time familiar, and i wanted to create a lore so it had a deeper meaning, this is the result, i hope you love it as much as i loved making it.
Description: "Their hand is at your throats, yet ye see Them not; and Their habitation is even one with your guarded threshold. Yog-Sothoth is the key to the gate, whereby the spheres meet. Man rules now where They ruled once; They shall soon rule where man rules now. After summer is winter, after winter summer. They wait patient and potent, for here shall They reign again."
Description: Yog-Sothoth knows the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the key and guardian of the gate. Past, present, future, all are one in Yog-Sothoth. He knows where the Old Ones broke through of old, and where They shall break through again. He knows where They have trod earth's fields, and where They still tread them, and why no one can behold Them as They tread.
