The beast is always there, waiting to consume and digest the least aware among us, the least careful, most unguarded, most distracted. Distracted by song, art, love, and in some rare cases, happiness. Their ultimate destruction is the ultimate goal of the beast. Before digestion he engages through desperation in his victims emotional and spiritual ruination. He is everywhere, he eventually consumes everyone, he is quick but patient and eventually grabs even the most vigilant. Our only saving grace, pleasurable hallucinations before, during the chase, and those we experience in the midst of consumption for those shall be our last. Welcome to that dark dank hopeless place that is his dreaded heartless human rendering belly.