new life

the footprint of my child and the pacemaker taken from my chest....giving life and given life

the footprint of my child and the pacemaker taken from my chest….giving life and given life

my birth. i was born in the caul, the birth sack that envelopes us all until the waters break. the midwives danced around the room with me, saying i was a baby born lucky, in the caul.
in 1999, i was reborn with a pacemaker. from then on my heart was mechanically assisted. it started a new way of thinking. i was reborn as a cyborg. since then i have added to my transhuman shape.
i struggle with the concept of machine and human body intersecting and forcing a new identity, and so i started this blog to explore the new advances of medicine and nature. how far will people go to improve their living selves? the dawning age of the cyborg.
i also struggle with the transhumanism of sex change surgery for reasons that will become evident. to me there lies a conflict between the willful alteration of the body to suit a self-concept, and transformation of the human body to restore and assist the full functioning of the malfunctioning body.
my aim is to be thoughtful and honest. to stumble and to react and to think ideas through to their conclusion. the dialectic, as my father would say.

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