Singularity - Great Leap Skyward

Scripted genetic lines of code

With augmented wings we soar to touch the face of god — a machine

Augment the great condition

May the arc our species takes be guided by ourselves

Now we arrive in the hands of few

Who builds us as they choose

All limitations crushed at their source

But is the skin we shed what made us who we are?

Turn our desire to create upon ourselves to free us from

The cruelest shackles of this earthly path to expand beyond the stars

Spiraling sequence, distance us from ancestors

Where do I begin?

Conscious machine… What am I?

The path towards perfection lies ahead

Singular

To turn away now is to take a stance against ourselves

Within every cell, complex machinery

Waiting four us to find our perfect form

Our past has plagued us with the suffering of all

Reminded by our form of an unsurmounted world