I wanted to use the computer to erase myself.

Ryuichi Sakamoto, skmt (1999)

Until three powerful and loving gods Came forth from the host unto the land; On the shore they found Ask and Embla, Helpless and without a destiny.

They had no spirit, no mind, No blood, no voice, no healthy color; Óðinn gave them spirit, Hœnir gave them mind, Lóðurr gave them blood and healthy color.

I know an ash tree that stands, Yggdrasill by name, A towering tree, misted with white moisture; From it comes the dew that falls into the dales, Standing ever green beside the well of Urðr.

Völuspá (Prophecy of the Seeress / The Poetic Edda) Stanzas 17–19