THE MEDIATOR BETWEEN THE HANDS AND THE HEAD MUST BE THE HEART.

Metropolis, The Neo-Tower of Babel
The eyes and faces of the world, the people.
Deep below — the earth’s surface — lay the worker’s city.
So high above — it towered the complex — known as the “Club of the — Sons,” with its lecture halls and libraries, its theaters and stadiums.
The workers being fed to Moloch.
The nameless masses going to work…
Maria and her congregation, the workers of the world.
Maria and the children of the underclass.
Joh Fredersen, the city planner, The Maschinenmensch, and Rotwang, the scientist / The Emperor and his Dragon, and his creation, The Golem.
Rotwang transferring the likeness of Maria into Maschinenmensch to sabotage not only the revolution, but the Fredersen’s, angling for his own ascent to the peak of Metropolis…
The Machine Man: [disguised as Maria] “Who is the living food for the machines in Metropolis — ? Who lubricates the machine joints with their own blood — ? Who feeds the machines with their own flesh — ? Let the machines starve, you fools — ! Let them die — ! Kill them — the machines — ! Women and men, let no one miss today — ! Death to the machines — !
Hand, Heart, Head.
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