To be human is to desire to be unhuman.
We adorn, we transform, we abstract, and then we redefine.
The human race strives for complete abstraction.
One day the human will not exist, not as it were, but it will become something completely unlike itself.
The human will control nature including itself; controlling its very evolution.
We will fabricate our biology and merge with our creations.
In time, all things past seem barbaric to the human, even itself. The ultimate orgasm of abstraction.