Then, as a psychologist, I think you’re confusing suicide with self-destruction. Almost none of us commit suicide, and almost all of us self-destruct. In some way, in some part of our lives. We drink, or we smoke, we destabilize the good job… and a happy marriage. But these aren’t decisions, they’re… they’re impulses. In fact, you’re probably better equipped to explain this than I am.
You’re a biologist. Isn’t the self-destruction coded into us? Programmed into each cell?
It’s not like us… it’s unlike us. I don’t know what it wants, or if it wants, but it’ll grow until it encompasses everything. Our bodies and our minds will be fragmented into their smallest parts until not one part remains… Annihilation.
It’s the last phase. Vanished into havoc. Unfathomable mind. Now beacon, now sea.
Lena? We spoke, what was it we said? That I needed to know what was inside the lighthouse. That moment’s passed. It’s inside me now.
It’s not like us, it’s unlike us.
I don’t know what it wants, or if it wants, but it will grow until it encompasses everything. Our bodies and our minds will be fragmented into their smallest parts, until not one part remains… Annihilation.
