What is the vessel? Is it the kraken who wishes to understand the writhing meat above? Or is it the ghost, whose spirit that once suffered the crushing depths beyond where man treads now seeks to squeeze the life of those too ignorant to understand its suffering? Or are they kindred spirits whom ache to quell the noisy, scratchy chaos of 'thought' that these two entities have long since transcended? Such limited drooling orifices baying and squealing like crying infants far too ignorant to appreciate the silence of the depths. They will be still. They will all be silent. Soon.
That being said, nice job buddy!
