the sharp, diagonal blades of an unknown machine flutter with oscillating speed, rocking back and forth on a straight line, a motorized lullaby, and within its hypnotic sway a succession of black and white images are embedded. the images, pages subdivided by thick horizontal lines, the subdivisions holding lines of symbols of increasing sizes, as if the text were becoming louder, the symbols repeating and enlarging till they overlap, echoing out towards the end of each page. on top of all of this, giant symbols are stamped, like a final seal. the syntax repeats 19-fold, each sheet with a different set of symbols, each sheet reinterpreting the visual intonation with aleatoric passages. seen in panorama, a chain of half-finished landscapes form through the clustered symbols: an apparatus of escalators and elevators, taking the passengers nowhere, a field of missiles in outer space, a skating ring, synchronized gymnastics, dark crystals, light crystals, wreath of flowers, greek lettering that does not look like known words, calculators as gigantic skyscrapers, a picnic scenery, void of persons, animals' tracks, an impossible steam train, in the middle of a traffic jam, rain and purring thunder, flowers, a collection of acorns and pine cones, atoms and tape machines, an array of figures waving triangular flags, musical absurdity, building blocks and finally an ocean of hands evaporating while they wave goodbye ever so softly. some times the AI's reading sounded completely different to the poem on the monitor screen, and i imagined, well the code that enabled the poem to be visible would sound totally different than the poem itself. this is a wierd thing that goes on in computers all the times. there are multiple forms of existence that seem to be the same, and simultaneously seem to be disparate.            DATENSCHUTZ \ \ KONTAKT