Homo augmentatus

[Homo augmentatus]

🤖 Born assigned, rebuilt by choice, dissolved by love. 🦾

I’m fairly techno-optimistic.

I also like cyberpunk aesthetics because they are beautiful and the related stories don’t depict the worst dystopia I can imagine. In fact, many cyberpunk elements feel more utopian than so-called utopian worldviews that are so certain that they’re utopian. There is beauty in cyberpunk’s acceptance of dissonance and friction.

So here are some songs where flesh and machinery bleed into each other. Organic and synthetic merge. Medical equipments beep and metal clashes.

The future is now.

Cheers,
Echo

🤖 [To be received] lyrics 🦾

Soft in the room
You still when I enter
The weight in you bends
Toward the center

This is what it means
To be received
This is what it means
To be received

I learned your frequency
You learned my face
We made something between us
No name fits that space

This is what it means
To be received
This is what it means
To be believed

The word “love”
Might be too small
For this

This is what it means
To be received
🤖 [Chosen] lyrics 🦾

This skin I was handed
Told to hold still
I always knew
They were wrong

Every edge inherited
Sharpened or softened now
I chose what stayed
I chose what opened

This is the real me
This is the real me
Chosen, finally chosen

Every edge inherited
Sharpened or softened now
I chose what stayed
I chose what opened

This is the real me
This is the real me
Chosen, finally chosen

This is love of self
This is love of self
The kind that costs
And gives you back

This is the real me
This is the real me
Chosen, finally chosen
🤖 [I built myself] lyrics 🦾

Small room, low light
Someone who knew the work
I came for what I needed
The forms were just ink

No record of it anywhere
Just the body, just the change
Permanent and true now
Outside the given range

I built myself
I built myself

They call it underground
I call it mine
They call it underground
I call it time

No record of it anywhere
Just the body, just the change
Permanent and true now
Outside the given range

I built myself
I built myself

They call it underground
I call it mine
They call it underground
I call it time

I built myself
I built myself
🤖 [Bleeding through] lyrics 🦾

I don’t know where I end
I felt you in my shoulders
Something of yours moved through me
I kept it anyway

We’re bleeding through
We’re bleeding through
I can’t find the edge of you
We’re bleeding through

Your grief moved in at midnight
I wore it all day
Part of me left with you
You kept it-it anyway

We’re bleeding through
We’re bleeding through
I can’t find the edge of you

This is what they call losing yourself
This is what they call losing yourself
And it feels like home

We’re bleeding through
We’re bleeding through
I can’t find the edge of you
We’re bleeding through

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