Makropolis is a diva, remember

. . . . and in that sense

I am all divas

who have lived over the past

400 years or so

Whenever I hear a woman singing

from her heart and from her soul

reflecting in her words

her torment,

coupled with her dreams of a

beautiful

world,

I hear myself.

For instance,

here I am,

singing a song that is all about my life: