skítugi maður, jæja þá er það komið

A robot is going for a walk. Maybe he is on his way to visit you! Here are the things he has in his bindle: a harmonica and a porkpie hat.

Strip away the ceremonies and what do you have left? Godless, rambling miscreants - a collection of diseased mutants, vermin too addled to leave the sinking ship they persist in calling home. Fie upon the laws and fie upon the adherents of the laws, fie upon the gods and fie upon the worshipers of the gods. But fie also upon the men and women and children and the animals of the air and the sea and the beasts of the deep earth. Hypatia is more than woman or goddess, Hypatia is both the past and the future, Hypatia is our name and the name of our forerunners and of our distant successors. The ceremony of boiling herbal leaves in hot water is essential for our survival. You must realize that the airship is tumbling from the sky!