https://www.trauerhilfe.at/ is the one website that my mother uses every day. It's always open on her phone when I use a search engine. I think that I will be like that too in 30 years. Last year I lost a close relative who was very important to me and my life and the most important machine of my life, my computer. In a way a human is a machine too. When he got sick, I could understand it. He couldn't eat or gain weight. The doctors said "The cancer has spread to his brain. He won't make it to Christmas." and he didn't. That's something that is easy to understand. When my computer stopped working I couldn't understand why. One day it just didn't work anymore. Grief is also a machine. The body of my computer stays in my room. It's still there, all the time. His body was scattered in a field somewhere. Not far from here. Sometimes I think the wind will bring me pieces of him to breathe in. If I could turn on my computer its fan could breathe him in too. I dream a lot. Since he died, I've only dreamt of him once. Even in that dream, I knew he was dead. I have never dreamt of my computer. This project is a way for me to make one grief public - that for my machine. You, the participant, are welcome to partake in it. I am not exhibiting the real body of my computer for the same reason that I'm not making a project about his death - it's too personal and too close to my heart. It's too serious. I'd rather hallucinate about the body of my machine.