Monologue of two machines

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Attempt to transcribe the monologue of two machines that we cannot listen to. Monologue. Monologue? Two machines, one machine, two lights, one conversation, one monologue. Two constructs, one construct. 

A table, a situation, people as foreign bodies immersed in the light of the machines. Anthropomorphisms, in movements, reactions, so comprehensible for humans. Machines as a species? Who is talking to whom here? Why can we hear this at all? We can't hear it, it's an inner monologue, attributing an inner space, a language to the machines. 

Actually, we should only see wavelengths, the movement is organic, gentle, only becoming faster and more direct when disruptive factors occur. People are irrelevant, but they disturb the inner monologue, these two arms, two bodies of light, two constructs, one construct. 

Let's go. Let's not disturb them.

_{Text - Karin Lingnau}