He Gazes in the Fetal Position

You think madness is the end of life, Perhaps, it is just the prelude to a great birth. What they found was not a traumatic memory, but a "carcass" that was breathing, growing, and slowly rotating. It lurks in the blind spots of consciousness, feeding on fear I walked on the edge of consciousness, seeking skin from tigers, and eventually became a god who became enlightened and crazy. Now, I hear His fetal movements and feel His gaze. When the whole world becomes a trembling womb, reason is the only amniotic fluid that needs to be stripped away. Shh! Don't make a sound—— He is about to wake up.