Two modes of operation, more or less constantly- directed activity, checking, backtracking, fixing, moving ahead, everything a linkage, everything a threat; falling, constant doubling and redoubling, eyes wide open, melting, detached, everything made of resemblances to everything else, everything perfect beauty. Order of machines, order of signs- longing to lose themselves in one another, working on rigorously differentiating themselves, planning each other's untimely death, ach, Lustmord des Weltsystems!