It crouches near the center of creation. There is no night…
““It crouches near the center of creation. There is no night where it waits. Only the riddle of which terrible dream will set it loose. It beheaded mercy to take possession of that place. It feasts on darkness from the minds of men. No one has ever seen its eyeless face. When it sleeps we know a few moments of peace. But when it breathes again we go down in fire and mate with jackals. It knows our fear. It has our number. It waited for our coming and it will abide long after we have become congealed smoke. It has never heard music, and shows its fangs when we panic. It is the beast of our savage past, hungering today, and waiting patiently for the mortal meal of all our golden tomorrows. It lies waiting.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
A dark, metaphorical description of an unseen, fear‑driving force that feeds on human dread and resurfaces in chaos.
In simple terms: A hidden terror feeds on fear.
Recognize and confront inner darkness.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- personal crises
- societal panic
- nightmares
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What personal “beast” haunts you?
- How can confronting fear change outcomes?
Interpretation may be overly literal.