The Engineered Superman


Life is not life with footsteps ascending
Transcendence with a mystical breeze
A Heavenly Death through technology?
These skyward great cloud-masses

They frequent memory as a far-off star
Some soul is passing over Earth
On frontiers of Transhuman time

Life is not life, with chips implanted
The brain no longer trembles at cybernetic input
Hymns of the spirit are now made in matrixes

Life is not life, in virtual sunshine
The memes are software downloaded into us
Some supercomputer presence knows me

The temple of the mind is a many-faced god
On the altar of progress, evolution is wireless
I am a soul incarnated into silicon eyes
Life is not life with a spirit manufactured.

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