That which entices us, invites us. That which eludes our understanding, frightens us. That which ignores our sentience, embodies our personal madness.

  So certainly, I crept and slunk into the darkness of the forest of beginnings. Minutes or hours were cast outside the domain. They had no order; we had no sanity. For my first interaction, gave me a phoenix-colored fox.

  I'm studied by this fox, and asked, "I am the fox, you see. Who are you?"

  "I am creature, my name eaten." I was once whole, sense, logical construct of anyone, but no longer.

  The fox smiled an evil grin. "I know who you are. You are creature, your name eaten. Welcome to our connection. This is your home now."

  To which I nodded, accepting the declarative tug of what I once was, the fox a fox, and I a creature with no name.

  Onward I crept, slunk, and slithered, embracing the darkness of this beautiful forest. Far inward, a dark bird landed in front of me, dancing in perpetual animation to a song we knew but could not remember.

  "I am the bird, you see. Who are you?"

  "I am creature, my name eaten." I was once whole, sense, logical construct of anyone, but no longer. "I was once fox, but fox is fox, and I am creature."

  The bird winced in disgust, flailing its wings in perfect harmony with a song we knew, but could not remember. "I know who you are. You are creature, your name eaten. Welcome to our connection. This is your home now."

  To which I nodded, accepting the declarative tug of what I once was, the bird a bird, and I a creature with no name.

  Onward I crept, slunk, slithered, and flew, absorbing the abstract impossibility that is our new home. Exploring my vast home, a hyena strut his body before me, flashing jagged fangs with delight, laughing uncontrollably with glee while speaking.

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  "I am the hyena, you see. Who are you?"

  "I am creature, my name eaten." I was once whole, sense, logical construct of anyone, but no longer. "I was once fox and bird, but fox is fox, bird is bird, and I am creature."

  The hyena cackled and wailed with laughter, bouncing happiness once welcomed, now forbidden. "I know who you are. You are creature, your name eaten. Welcome to our connection. This is your home now."

  To which I nodded, accepting the declarative tug of what I once was, the hyena a hyena, and I a creature with no name.

  Onward I crept, slunk, slithered, flew, and strut, absorbing the abstract impossibility that is our new home. Enjoying my new home, a patrolling bear noticed my presence, wiggling and scratching his back with the trunk of a tree, owning an eternal itch which made him dance forever as he spoke from there.

  "I am bear, you see. Who are you?"

  "I am creature, my name eaten." I was once whole, sense, logical construct of anyone, but no longer. "I was once fox, bird, and hyena, but fox is fox, bird is bird, hyena is hyena, and I am creature."

  The bear continued to itch and scratch, dancing to a song we once knew, but forgot, standing on its two hind legs. "I know who you are. You are creature, your name eaten. Welcome to our connection. This is your home now."

  To which I nodded, accepting the declarative tug of what I once was, the bear a bear, and I a creature with no name.

  Onward I crept, slunk, slithered, flew, strut, and itched, absorbing the abstract impossibility that is our new home. Exploring the forest of beauty and irrationality, I soon came across a small humanoid, a little girl with promise and certainty in her eyes. The girl stared at me, so I crept, slunk, slithered, flew, strut, and itched to reach her, waiting for her to speak.

  "I am girl, you see. Who are you?"

  "I am creature, my name eaten." I was once whole, sense, logical construct of anyone, but no longer. "I was once fox, bird, hyena, and bear, but fox is fox, bird is bird, hyena is hyena, bear is bear, and I am creature."

  The girl glared at me, seeing beyond sight, thinking beyond thought. "I know who you are. You are creature, your name eaten. Welcome to our connection. This is our home now."

  To which I wondered, questioning the declarative tug of what I once was, the girl a girl, and I a creature with no name. "Are you friendly girl?"

  "I am girl, my name delicious, your name I've eaten. I was once creature, lacking whole, sense, logical construct, but no longer.

  "You are girl, I see. Who am I?"

  "You are creature, your name eaten. You were once whole, sense, logical construct of anyone, but no longer. You were once fox, bird, hyena, bear, and girl, but fox is fox, bird is bird, hyena is hyena, bear is bear, and girl is girl, and you are creature."

  "I am creature, my name eaten."

  "You are creature, your name eaten."

  "I was once a fox, but fox is fox."

  "I was once creature, but creature is creature."

  "I was once a bird, but bird is bird."

  "I was once creature, but creature is creature."

  "I was once a hyena, but hyena is hyena."

  "I was once creature, but creature is creature."

  "I was once a bear, but bear is bear."

  "I was once creature, but creature is creature."

  "I was once a girl, but you are girl."

  "I was once creature, but you are creature."

  "At last," we both echo, "we are both home."