Kaelen looked at the fragment of p362 again. The author had been worried about planes falling out of the sky or nuclear weapons in Southeast Asia. Those "bad guys" were gone, replaced by a global collective mind that didn't know how to hate because it didn't know how to be "separate."
Kaelen ran a hand through their hair, which felt more like fine optic fibers than protein. For Kaelen, the ancient worries about "men" and "women" felt like worrying about which side of a coin was up when the coin had long since melted into a single sphere. Kaelen looked at the fragment of p362 again
Below is a story inspired by those themes of transhumanism and the future of human legacy. The Last Echo of the Old Atlantic For Kaelen, the ancient worries about "men" and