Prodigal son

What is a body and what defines our reality? As the fallen the Cadaver, the cyborg is no longer a speculative Sci-Fi trope. We now find ourselves amalgamating with the digital technological apparatus. We delve into VR to explore 'nature.' We deny our self the experiential of the present while our bodies remain the same for the past millennia. The human imagination creates boundless worlds, imaginings within our organic shell. Fragments of our past littered throughout the world. Humanity can only speculate of its origins. The human race will all be but a memory of data, existing as a convergence of bio-nanotech with the ability to form into whatever we choose.. The basics of our genealogy will be redundant but left questioning beauty, love and humanity. The post-human body will cease to remain. The duality of human and the machine gives rise to a new life-form neither cyborg nor human. Are we to be the fallen? In what image will be the re-imaging of our flesh? “Life cannot be defined but it defines mankind”