At what point are we manufacturing life? At what point are we playing God?
Granted, we aren’t becoming the Old Testament, strike-down-Thy-enemies deity, but where is the line?
We can thread human bodies together with tubes and wires like homemade art projects and pump veins and hearts full of life and blood but at what point do you let go?
Should you let go?
Can you, even?
How far can humanity go? What amount of technology is going to save the world and eradicate death, or pain, or any of The Bad?
We walk the tightrope strung between ingenuity and impossibility. We might falter or stumble along the way, but it is in our character to persevere.
What if we’re wrong? Could we even admit the tightrope is strung between two of the highest points of morality- right and wrong? Could we even admit that the end we’re working towards is shrouded in a grey fog of questions without answers?
We don’t know where we’ll end up, yet still we tiptoe the line.
We have created without God.
We are God.