Gods in Suburbia: Artemis

Beware the critical mind, for it is a self-devouring beast. Like your trusted arrow, sharp and ruthless. A lifetime of spouting venom – lashing out, entrapping, calculating, categorizing, whittling the other down, crushing bones, reducing to water and fur and debris, sucking the life away – has kept the hounds at bay, our environment under control. Our faithful companion, we think. And then, at the end of life, it turns on us. Reveals itself a traitor. And we discover that it has sullied our own bed, has poisoned only us.