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They can sense what the drones are sensing. They can see what the drones are seeing. They can walk hundreds of miles without exhaustion. Thirst and muscle pulls are alien to them. Priviledged and lucky they feel, living without worry of food, wars, death or taxes. Yes, death! They have found an elixir to immortality - not in the stars, but within their bodies. Genetic strands responsible for aging were destroyed. Their bodies, you see, are filled with mercury-like liquid that carries information to the brain; communicates with a health chip embedded close to the spine on the neck, detecting any body anomalies; repairing broken or worn out body tissues. They don't believe in existence of a Super Consciousness. They don't know anything about love or romance. They can feel, taste or react. They are ant-like in existence. They are trans-humans; half humans, half robots.

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Date: 9/3/2016 12:01:00 PM
Great flash sci-fi. Trans-human and Cyborg not the same?
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Teddy Kimathi
Date: 9/5/2016 8:25:00 AM
To be a trans-human is gradual and more subtle, as we see in today's medicine. Cyborg is replacement of some body parts with machines, especially for military purposes (but that's in Hollywood, lol). Thank you so much Tom, for commenting on my piece, and enjoying it!! :-)

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