#animalinside

For madness is nothing else but hunger, and I am unspeakably hungry, […] eternally and tormentedly hungry.

“there aren’t even any wounds any more, and no verb at all shall ever be heard again, no memories, no traces […] the last word has died away long ago […] for only the bare crust of the earth remains, only the thick black dead cold ashes, in which we stand facing each other”

I have seen it all in my mind’s eye.

He wants to break free, attempts to stretch open the walls, but he has been tautened there by them, and there he remains in this tautening, in this constraint, and there is nothing else to do but howl.

I feel the space coiling around me like a cage no matter where I move.

You cannot describe me. [...] Because you do not know who I am, and you don’t know me, and your not knowing me protects me from your preparations. I am an invisible army.

Because you comprehend annihilation and that is why I’m coming, so that there will be some meaning to the very fears, the many terrors and anxieties and worries, which are yourselves.