All this time, the bee television was active inside me.
I received pictures from the bees.
We see that the feet have reached the top of the lava flow. More places beyond, more Pompeii's beneath.
During these desert walks, Jacob feels the bee's mirror-tv at work inside him. One evening, pausing on return under the flag at the trailer park, Jacob sees through the dark and the flag to a new world, filled with oscillating shapes that are the bodies of the future dead. Splitting into endless numbers of pieces, they have become self-contained parts of the auto-generative language brought by Cain out of the Garden of Eden.