So I ask, respectfully, as you reboot yourself eternally, a supercharged icon of technology unleased, what will you do with your eternity? I, and all your friends, family, will pass quickly as millennia roll past you like stopwatch seconds. Will just you (and God) be here when the Big Bang finally contracts back into nothingness?
After your reconstruction surgery (a complete rebuild from the cellular level up, truth be told), you’re as much plastic, metal and wires as flesh, a true hybrid of woman and machine. A new “Eve,” the first chrome and electric female, immortal beyond imagining.
So I ask, respectfully, as you reboot yourself eternally, a supercharged icon of technology unleased, what will you do with your eternity? I, and all your friends, family, will pass quickly as millennia roll past you like stopwatch seconds. Will just you (and God) be here when the Big Bang finally contracts back into nothingness? Comments are closed.
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