The Impossibility of Coming to a Conclusion

For me, what's at the very center of it is this idea that you will be rescued, but should you wish for it? Yes. So who's to say what one should do? And these two characters discussing this ad nauseam, you know, and arriving at no conclusion. At the end, the wound again closes, doesn't it? Because it just might be a mind with the circle of his thinking completely diminished. The line that really, he has those lines where again it's normal and then it hinges off into something else. Sometimes he kneels beside me and holds a hammer. Or he takes my hand, spreads out on the floor and hammers all my fingers in