I know I am your personal triumph. I know I am a progress of work that you, Love, take seriously. I can’t believe how much progress you’ve made in the present and the past, but the future, O Love, you are astounding.
I know that no matter how much technology advances, there will always be a detail of Love imprinted in the world. That you exist, and that you belong. I know that no matter how many puppies are cloned, the old tortoise will still be the old wise man in the forest of human kind.
I am holding you dear to me, no matter how far I’ve transformed into technology. No matter how much gizmo-minded I become. Let me never forget you, Love, and that we have a mindful knowledge of your needs and desires for us. Let me never forsake you as a mere memory and novelty, when you are the very present moment that we need to keep.
I am holding you, Love, to be my companion because I believe in Love. I claim it, and I endure it. I profess you, Love, and how much you’ve helped me through. When water meets battery and burns the electrons of my cell phone, your Love keeps me grounded and found without navigation. When I am lonely and without music, I look to the sky and see the vast Love you faithfully keep me with.
Love, is it true that we are now post humans cyborgs? That we can make arms and legs and brains and transplant human minds into another? How amazing it would be for the handicap? I truly hope that benevolence, humanity and optimism will reign in the new future.
Love, have you seen our children today? They still read, and they are still kind, and yes, everyone is still afraid of war and loneliness. Please never leave us! You can’t ever leave the world to be soulfully empty without you, Love. We will always need your presence here.