into a thief, murderer, raider, persecutor, and to climax all of
             his other shady practices, he allows himself to be worshipped as a god. At
             each centers of each of there roles, there is a kind darkness.
             Daring to face the consequences of his nature, Kurtz loses his identity "He
             struggled with himself too. I saw it,- I heard it. I saw the inconceivable
             mystery of a soul that knew no restraint, no faith, and no fear, yet struggling
             blindly with himself." (111); unable to be totally beast and never able to be
             fully human, he alternates between trying to return to the jungle and recalling
             in grotesque terms his former idealism. "Kurtz discovered, A voice! A
             voice! It rang deep to the very last. It survived his strength to hide in the
             magnificent folds of eloquence the barren darkness of his heart. But
             both the diabolic love and the unearthly hate of the mysteries it had
             penetrated fought for the possession of that soul satiated with primitive
             emotions, avid of lying, fame, of sham distinction, of all the appearances of
             success and power." (113) Inevitably Kurtz collapses, his last words
             epitomizing his experience, The horror! The horror!
             ...