The Next Evolutionary Generation by Richard Tornello

This poem brings to mind so many sci-fi moments: I Robot; Bladerunner. Humanity seems doomed to give birth to a race of immortals, but what will they eventually think of their fragile parents? Will we even be here to direct their footsteps when they reach their stride, taking on the universe, leaving their birthplace behind? Immortality: ultimate advantage or simply an inability to die, leaving room for the next generation?

[davidsonhero]

Transhumanism. Is that the only way to reach the stars?

I'd have to think twice about stepping into a transporter.
I wonder if it's a painful way to die. Or if the copy of you on the other end has any memory of your pain.

or if the reconstituted/cellular/quark based "you" is YOU.