I am oughting to explain that poets in that day were not a lot different than this day. That is to say we were indulged in our share of excesses. I had gotten a bad opium habit from my friend Cthulhu. I was spending the advance money from my book in the opium dens of Damascus. Until the deadline was come to start looming. I was force myself to sit down and writing the damned thing, but my head was being all muddled up and jumbled. It didn't really coming out like I wanted it to. For the one thing I was having a hard time to invent names like for the ancient race of evil beings, whom I eventually just called "The Old Ones." Same was the thing about the title, for which I could not come up with anything catchy. The opium was give to me an annoying buzz in my ears, which sounded like bugs, so when I was gone to give to al-Thoth the manuscript, I just wrote the words Al Azif on the cover, which was meaning The Buzz, which for real was describing the state which I was in while I was writing it.
I was knowing halfway through that the novel was not coming up like I was imagining. I thought it was to be funny to put in a little bit the appeal to my publisher, al-Thoth. His first name was called Iagos in the Greek. So I was put in a lot of sentences like "Iagos al-Thoth is the key and guardian of the gate whereby the spheres meet" and "Past, present, future, all are one in Iagos al-Thoth." You will find very different spelled in the modern versions but now you know where that stuff is coming from. It is funny and al-Thoth would have laughing if he learned that people today are thinking he is a mindless god.
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