HART: Well what do you got the cross for in your apartment? COHLE: I’d consider myself a realist, but in philosophical terms I’m what’s called a pessimist. COHLE: I think human consciousness is a tragic misstep in evolution. Nature created an aspect separated from itself, we are creatures that should not exist by natural law. COHLE: We are things that labor under the illusion of having a self. HART: I guess your judgement is infallible, piece of shit-wise. There's gene deep certainty that things will be different. Today, what we’re into now, do me a courtesy ok, I’m not trying to convert you. HART: *laughs* let me tell you, you ain’t great outside of parties either. The real answer is that it’s obviously my programming. And I'd like to get as many of them out in the open as possible. You gotta get together, tell yourself stories that violate every law of the universe, just to get through the goddamn day? INT - INTERROGATION ROOM 2012 COHLE: See we've all got what I call a life trap. Whatever the fuck those two fucking empty jars to hold this shit storm... HART: I believe "no shit" is the proper response to that observation.
Youtube link | Pop Up ------------------------- THE WILD is a wilderness survival game based on exploration and discovery. COHLE: I believe that people shouldn’t talk about this type of shit at work. Three months we been together I get nothing from you. COHLE: Exact same thing they do now, just out in the open. COHLE: If the only thing keeping a person decent is the expectation of divine reward, then brother, that person is a piece of shit. HART: But you’re not a Christian so what do you believe? HART: Can you imagine if people didn't believe, what things they'd get up to? It would be a fucking freak show of murder and debauchery, and you know it. It was like I was a part of everything I'd ever loved. COHLE: Yeah I was in Alaska, under the night skies.
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So certain that they were more than a biological puppet. O.): Finding out that you didn't have to hold on so tight... O.): *passionate* to realize that all your life -- all your love, all your hate, all your memory, all your pain -- it was all the same thing. See, everything outside our dimension—that's eternity. Ultimately it's going to be up to y'all to tell us what you'd like to see expanded upon after initial release.Exploring and surviving will be the core experience, we'll be looking into adding some form of plot/goals after we really have an outstanding core game for y'all to enjoy. COHLE: There was a moment, I know when I was under in the darkness, something, whatever I'd been reduced to -- y'know not even conscious, just a sense of vague awareness in the dark.
And beneath that darkness there's another kind, it was deeper. Now there are broader ideas at work, mainly what is owed between us as a society for our mutual illusions. O.): You look in their eyes, even in a picture, doesn't matter if they're dead or alive, you can still read em. INT - INTERROGATION ROOM 2012 COHLE: They welcomed it. But right there in the last instant it's an unmistakable relief. They know that their sensory experience constituted a unique individual. The truth will out, everybody sees once the strings are cut off all down. O.): These still bodies so certain that they were more than the sum of their urges. INT - INTERROGATION ROOM 2012 COHLE: ...collision, desire, ignorance. This is what I mean when I'm talking about time, and death, and futility. O.): ..was never anything but a jerry-rig of presumption and dumb will. That everything we've ever done or will do, we're gonna do over and over and over again. COHLE: It's like, in this universe, we process time linearly. But outside of our space-time, from what would be a fourth-dimensional perspective, time wouldn't exist. We'd see -- COHLE: Our space-time would look flattened, like a single sculpture. INT - INTERROGATION ROOM 2012 COHLE: So death created time to grow the things that it would kill. But into the same life that you've always been born into. O.): In eternity where there is no time, nothing can grow, nothing can become, nothing changes. And that is the terrible and secret fate of all life.