Behind the mask of power, true intentions are revealed, often grotesque and far from noble. Authority doesn’t require dignity, only submission, as those who bow forget that the throne they kneel before is a pedestal of their own making. What is revered is often a reflection of our own fears, projected onto the most undeserving. In a world where appearance rules, the absurd becomes the king, and those who serve it lose their humanity in the process. The line between respect and degradation blurs, and in the end, we are left questioning who the real beasts are.