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Idols I do not think that I have, but I love my family, especially my parents and thanks them that I am born here on this magnificent earth, which in fact I can touch and therefore it is not an idol but a great and precious gift to live with. ( ETYMOLOGY) 'eidolon' is one of the first words in ancient Greek describing the concept of 'picture' - something that cannot be touched, as it is simply a picture. (THEOSOPHY) ’eidolon’ (Greek ειδωλον: image, idol, double, apparition, phantom, ghost) is the astral double of a living being; a phantom-double of the human form; a shade or perispirit; the kamarupa after death, before its disintegration. The phantom can appear under certain conditions to survivors of the deceased.. Eidolon is also mentioned in Edgar Allan Poe's Dream-land as the ruler of the land. (Graham's Magazine, June 1844) - "Dream-Land" by Edgar Allan Poe -------------- BY a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have reached these lands but newly From an ultimate dim Thule — From a wild weird clime, that lieth, sublime, Out of SPACE — out of TIME. ----- Bottomless vales and boundless floods, And chasms, and caves, and Titian woods, With forms that no man can discover For the dews that drip all over ; Mountains toppling evermore Into seas without a shore ; Seas that restlessly aspire, Surging, unto skies of fire; Lakes that endlessly outspread Their lone waters, lone and dead, — Their still waters, still and chilly With the snows of the lolling lily. ----- By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have reached these lands but newly From an ultimate dim Thule. ----- By the lakes that thus outspread Their lone waters, lone and dead, — Their sad waters, sad and chilly With the snows of the lolling lily, — By the mountains — near the river Murmuring lowly, murmuring ever, — By the gray woods, — by the swamp Where the toad and the newt encamp, — By the dismal tarns and pools Where dwell the Ghouls, — By each spot the most unholy — In each nook most melancholy, — There the traveller meets aghast Sheeted Memories of the Past — Shrouded forms that start and sigh As they pass the wanderer by — White-robed forms of friends long given, In agony, to the worms, and Heaven. ----- By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have reached these lands but newly From an ultimate dim Thule — ----- For the heart whose woes are legion 'T is a peaceful, soothing region — For the spirit that walks in shadow 'T is — oh 't is an Eldorado! But the traveler, traveling through it, May not — dare not openly view it ; Never its mysteries are exposed To the weak human eye unclosed ; So wills its King, who hath forbid The uplifting of the fringed lid; And thus the sad Soul that here passes Beholds it but through darkened glasses. By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have wandered home but newly From this ultimate dim Thule.