Machine!  We are in the kicking ass part now.  We are kicking 25’ of ass, and that’s only at first glance.  I feel like I have moon boots on and they’re playing stomping music.  Plus my acrophobia is in full swing so I get terrified, and zingy feeling, 18’ in the air on the swaying lift with the giant swaying matrix and the swaying light ballasts, and I am icy and sweating, crouching to the welded lift railing, looking up with one eyeball craned as far as it rotates, stitching and pulling at the matrix over my unnecessarily ducking head.  It is so big now I feel like it’s a whale, giant and living, and kindly, giving under my touch and also the king maker of our position in the ocean airspace,  Jonah and the ticking whale.  Here we are now.