Well thats it. Kurtz; a man who braved into the uncharted African wilderness, conquered the jungle and it's inhabitants, made a crap ton off of ivory, became a god-like figure to the natives as well as the other Europeans, and became the king of imperialism turns out to be a weak, scrawny man, who is carried in by a stretcher the first time we meet him. Something tells me that this is not the climax that we all intended it to be, and the book will probably not get much more exciting from this point on.
Even with the ill and fragile Kurtz, the reader can still see what effect the heart of darkness can have on someone. It drove Kurtz mad with greed, and he was willing to do anything to get his hands on some ivory. While talking to the Russian Marlow learns that Kurtz almost killed him for just a small amount of ivory. Kurtz has committed many crimes against the African natives that surround him by raids, and turning them against one another. When he shouts out his last words "the horror! the horror!" i believe he is finally realizing all of the evil things he has done just to find wealth. Kurtz was unable to escape the heart of darkness in the mortal life, but now he is surely to be sentenced to an eternity in darkness because... he probably went to hell.
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