This 9 leafed flower rotates, until an alternate structure dissolves in, with each triangle again covered by Jacob's innocent pyramid eye. Most of these eyes sidle off to the dark on individual tangents, while the central approaches us slowly. As it reaches our faces, movement quickens. Cave-top Jacob pops in for the last time, moving so close that we can count the indeterminate number of pixels that make him up.     The X-shape led, and my old self followed, flying through the darkness on the bee television, that miraculous shape given me by the bees, and now being taken back by them.