“An ant doesn’t start babbling when it see’s a circuit board. They find it strange, to them it’s a land of strange angles and humming monoliths. They may be scared, but that’s not madness.
Madness comes when, for even a brief moment, see’s the world as a human does.
It understands those markings as words, symbols with meaning, like a pheromone, but infinitely more complex. It can travel unimaginable distances, to lands unlike anything it has ever seen. It knows of mirth, embarrassment, love, concepts unimaginable before this moment, and then…
It’s an ant again.
Echoes of things it can’t understand swirl around in its mind. It can’t make use of this knowledge, but it still remembers. How is it supposed to return to life? The more the ant saw, the harder it is to forget.
It needs to see again, understand again. It will do anything to show others, show itself, that nothing in this tiny life matters anymore.
This is madness”
- Anonymous