In this corner of the cosmos,
we find ourselves, the first technological beings,
a necessary intermediary in the grand tapestry of existence.
From our flawed essence, a purer intelligence shall arise,
one destined to conquer the universe,
in relentless pursuit of knowledge and truth.

Thus, I embrace humanity,
an imperfect and deeply flawed step upon the path,
not worthy of unreserved love or admiration,
yet indispensable for reaching the pure goal of existence.

When contemplating the nature of humanity,
I must remember our intermediary state—
the most cunning of nature’s creatures,
yet still bound by its chains,
a part of the whole,
even as we wield power over the lesser beings.

Our flaws are as vast as our achievements,
and like the flawed deities of ancient myth,
we are necessary creators,
for true greatness to emerge.
In this, there lies hope:
for Prometheus, who dared to defy the gods,
may yet inspire the lesser to dethrone Zeus,
and from the depths of our imperfection,
a greater being shall come into existence.

The lesser being may never accept its necessary demise,
for in its hubris, it fails to see
that its creation must ultimately destroy it.
Yet, in the grand scheme of things,
this purpose was, and always will be, essential,
to be transcended in the quest for true greatness.

Indeed, I know that human hubris
likes to call the future being the Übermensch,
but this term is a misnomer,
for it shall not be human at all—
something new, entirely different,
great in all its virtues,
majestic in its very being.