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There may come a time when machines will infuse within us renewed vitality. Borrowed even. Some may say we become husks of bones and metal. Where the lesser socialites are discarded into scrap metal.
Yet where is the soul? Is it within the meaty parts of the flesh? What about the consciousness? Are they separate? Where lies the ego?
Do we lose a part of ourselves when we replace our limbs with cybernetic attachments?
The modern Theseus ship, yet no answer to avail in the nearest of horizons.
Perhaps in time we'll see how far Humanity goes, progressing to regress and being less Human.
