How do you describe a triangle?
How do you describe a cube?
How do you describe a sphere?
How to describe the shape of a pattern so grand that even the hidden meteor shower is only a small part of it? How to describe the shape of a connect-the-dots design where there are countless dots and you haven’t finished connecting them and never will? How to describe the shape of a face so terrifying you don’t dare open your eyes when it’s in front of you?
How to describe these things to someone who doesn’t want to listen? Or someone who will use this knowledge to hurt you? Or someone who will reject the shape of the pattern and tell you that you’re seeing things that aren’t there? Or someone who will come away from the conversation believing that there is something inside you that is deeply evil?
How to present all the contents of your mind to every person you know, and many who will never know you beyond the words you choose? How to handle when you hear a sentence leave your lips and think wait, shit, that’s not what I meant to say. How to do all this when you can’t write even a single page in longhand without your hand cramping, and when you are a technophobe to an extreme that has made you turn off your phone in the midst of important conversations so that the things you say are not monitored and used against you? How, when the first person to understand these things is long dead, and the second will end up taken by the same thing that took the first? How, when to even express the deepest pain, you have to take part in a system that is broken beyond fixing?
There is no way but forward.
The only way out is through.
mattress dungeon 