The Sphere, the Flesh and the Machine
Suddenly I left my body and rushed upward 
I see red 
Spinning past 
Lost in the machine  
Bodies flattened into images  
Identities smudged together  
Blurred voices  
My blood boils 
Plutselig forlot jeg kroppen  
Et symbol flytende ubundet 
Snakket om 
Spoken for 
a mother 
a body 
a vessel for 
tradition 
ideology 
beauty 
Flattened 
Becoming an image 
Abstracted
