I am eye.

I am a mechanical eye.

I am a machine showing you a world the likes of which only I can see.

I am in constant movement.

I free myself from today and forever from human immobility.

I approach and draw away from objects.

I crawl under them.

I move alongside the mouth of a running horse.

I cut into a crowd at full speed.

I run in front of running soldiers.

I turn on my back.

I rise with an aeroplane.

I fall and soar together with falling and rising bodies.

This is I, apparatus, maneuvering in the chaos of movements.

Recording one movement after another in the most complex combinations.