As an ancient, bizarre and grotesque craftsman, we were able to create God from our innards, shaping her-him into a stunning inanimated doll, which we can slithly feel but cannot own as a part of ourselves. We can just fear her-him, but always in chains we linger together until the end of time.
"On the second night after the creation of my God, a vision made known to me that I had reached the underworld." Carl Gustav Jung
I beget you, I dress you, I prepare you as I want... As above so below. you can run away but you can not hide from your I. I will be always in your mind. I will let you scream until you forget your name Be part of me until we vanish in the shadow.