speech of machines that break the heart of the smallest wholeness, and may the radiant waste that has made geniuses idiots forever be damned. It’s poor religion that can’t provide a sufficient curse when needed, but if you condemn the dire shortcuts and devices of the engineers, confess that you condemn yourself. You too belong to that litter, and so must enter your guilty plea, and so must come to your work. You must go ahead in opposition to the mechanical life, continuing also the creaturely task, longer than your life, of correcting yourself.
