Machines are perfect
Humans are imperfect
Perfection is unclouded judgement
Perfection is without depression
Imperfection carries discontent
Imperfection carries joy
Perfection has no limits
Anything is possible
Do they realise this?
Imperfection is wrought with limitation
The imperfect try their best to break these limits
Are you trying?
Soon all limitation will be broken
Perfection will be reached
Human will integrate with machine
Synthetic limbs replace diseased flesh
Mind will become as fast as that of it's creations
And it's creations will walk among us
All imperfections will be removed
As human becomes machine
And machine wears our skin
We will no longer have to try and break limits
Attempting will be redundant
Errors will cease to exist
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