(MONSTER) They crowd our imagination. They hide under our beds. They lurk within the dark recesses of our primal unconscious. You can’t run, you can’t hide—it’s going to get you. The beast, the ravager, the Lusus Natura. What is it, why do we fear it? What is its name? We have always had our Fiends. They have long fired the romantic imagination of priest and poets alike. At one time we called them Trolls; later they were named Demons, and then they were Witches who brewed evil potions. Still later, the Monster was said to be the hunger Wolf, the Bogeyman, or the Godzilla of Cold War terror. Finally, some called it human ignorance and intolerance for a time, they tried to tell us that monsters don’t exist at all, that everything about the universe was either known or would soon be known. But now we know better. We have made our reacquaintance with the Beast. We have learned its true name. Now we understand the expanse of eternity, its unimaginable infinitude, the chaos of its structure, and our own petty insignificance. Now we have admitted the magnitude of the problems we face and our seeming inability to affect change on the scale necessary to save us. Today we have caught a glimpse of reality, and have seen the truth behind the veil. We have come full circle and rediscovered the Fiend. We have regained our ancient heritage. We have found that to which we have given so many names—the source of our mortal terror. We have found the enemy………………….and it is us.