posthuman

posthuman.

I am posthuman.
My organs can be replaced.
I change my hair colour.
Drugs are the same as emotions. I can replace my moods with new ones. I will change my mood with digital cigarettes.
If my skin is too oily or too dry, I apply a cream to fix it.
I replace rest with stimulants.
I choose my name and person when communicating with others.
Computer operation takes priority over physical discomfort.


and there's nothing wrong with it.