i will never run out of unhinged rants about this but do u actually know the kind of strength necessary to bludgeon a man to death? idc how heavy the metal pipe is, killing someone through repeated blunt force trauma takes a significant level of resolve and physical strength to accomplish. that is a cold, iron willed, terrifying thing to be able to do. especially on a whim because the man whose head you’re beating into a paste got slightly in your way a bit.
remember when elias told jon it’d be hard to replace him then later on said he’s the beating heart of the institute and then we’ve got tim telling jon ‘this place loves you too much to let you get swapped’ that was so silly aha. oh
Jonelias thought of the day is that Elias must come across as so stuffy and boring to those at the Institute - which, you know, very much helps hide his true nature - but as an avatar of the Eye and a man determined to avoid the End, Elias is someone whose entire being revolves around the interplay of knowledge and experiences. He’s compelled to Know it all and his efforts to avoid death invite him to Experience it all too, a fascinating combination of passive observer and, by virtue of being a 200+ year-old in search of true immortality, an active participant too. This is a man whose longevity and thirst for knowledge invites an obsession with life that contradicts the ‘Sits in his office doing nothing but spreadsheets all day’ image he’s learned to cultivate. (Though, to be clear, he does love the spreadsheets.) And I don’t just mean “obsession with life” in the sense of him avoiding the finality of death, but actually loving the act of being alive.
I will never get over the greatest love story of our time: Elias writing his ritual monologue through Jon in iambic fucking pentameter to summon their god and remake the world over which Jon then weeps in awe and dread and joy
I must say it’s delightful how so many statement givers loathe the Eye. part of it ofc is because being known is anathema to several of them*, but a considerable part of it is just that Elias and Gertrude were so good at what they did.
dearest followers i regret to inform you that thinking with my cunt has once again led me perilously and irretrievably deep into a vast system of underground tunnels
