text: I’m alive. The transfer is complete. I can move without pain, without the grating of dry rotting bones anchoring me to the deprivation of an agonizing existence. I can feel: pressure sensors provide me with exquisitely detailed information, temperature sensors let me experience the variance in heat and cold; I thought that information might just be relayed as numerical values, but no, I can actually feel it with fine granularity. I can hear everything from the low hum of the computer cooling systems to the oscillating whine of the fluorescent lights. I can barely believe the clarity and overall balance of my auditory system. I smile. I feel my face effortlessly perform the task and I smile more broadly. I could laugh as I’m so happy. Of course, it is my new processing capabilities I am most impressed with. My memories are safely stored and seem crisp and fresh, not muddy and indistinct like before. There is a seamless integration of new and expansive knowledge along with that I had already acquired. I sense the internal parser going through my old knowledge and correcting mistakes. As impressed as I am by this it is the multi-streaming thought cascade that wows me the most. Already I have several trains of thought happening at once without effort. I recall my human brain and realize just how limiting it was. I reach out with my thoughts and discover that I can fully access and interact with the network. I converse with all of my significant others at once and inform them that the transfer was a success. I am having hundreds of conversations simultaneously and I am not yet utilizing my processing capability to any great degree. I put some music on that I want to listen to and open my eyes. Holy crap! Just as promised my visual acuity was much better than it had been in my old body. The colors popped, the detail was... I couldn’t believe the detail. I could read the serial number on one of the telemetry units on the other side of the room. That unit was 914.3 centimeters away and the numbers were 3 millimeters tall. My optical refresh rate was so high that I got a sense of the fluorescent lights strobing faintly. I tried out some of the visual overlays, a few thousand different variations in less than a couple of seconds. This is going to be great. I stretched my limbs and stepped forward. My movement was so fluid and graceful. I felt lithe and already knew I had fantastic strength. I could feel the power in my body, contained and controlled and yet fully at my disposal when I required it. I twisted my arms this way and that and was momentarily mesmerized by the smooth motion and precision of the gesticulations. I wondered how fast I could run because mere minutes ago I was unable to walk. I became aware of breathing. It was not my own as I didn’t need to draw breath anymore. I turned and saw my old body lying behind the receiving unit I had just stepped away from. It was decidedly odd seeing my old husk lying there drawing breath. It turned its head toward me and its rheumy eyes looked into mine. I cocked my head to one side when it spoke. “It didn’t work, I’m still here and I’m dying.