Robosapien

soon or perhaps sooner the ultimate upgrade will be the game-changer Quixote’s been chasing since... forever; from homo to robo-sapien by slight of man’s intelligent design coded to perfection like heaven; an ailing heart replaced; a failing lung recharged; the vigor of youth reclaimed; the rigors of age erased; with a singular click or flick of a switch on the wall to eternity and beyond where nanotechnology reigns and the human brain is a dial-up modem. ~ P (5/10/18)

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