“[Euripides] shows us the supernatural attacking the victim’s personality at its weakest point—working upon and through nature, not against it. The god wins because he has an ally in the enemy’s camp: the persecutor is betrayed by what he would persecute—the Dionysiac longing in himself. From the first that longing has been skillfully excited by the Stranger [Dionysos].”
Every single monster there ever was has been a human being. Man is the monster. All our crimes, all our sins. We want to reject them. Imagine, a whole planet full of codependents, people who don't want to admit the great shame of stamping on existence, denying our oneness. Humanity, a giant phalanx against the guilt of being so separate. Humanity, infernal orchid from void.
A little time cube joke to break the ice, maybe.