<strong>-- Explorator Thraxius --</strong>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=103946.msg4515299#msg4515299)<br/><hr/><br/>Thraxius waved his hand dismissively.<em>"I know far more of your arguments than you think, Genetor, and I find them wanting.  You say that in my transformation from flesh to steel I have accomplished nothing.  I submit to you that I am merely a work in progress, as are we all.  Small, seemingly insignificant steps along the divine path to techno-apotheosis, but steps all the same."</em><br/><br/>He clasped his hands behind his back, straightening.<em>"The organic body is a machine, on that point I feel we can tidily agree.  But it is one restricted by the very nature of the materials used in its construction.  The processing speed of the brain will never match that of a truly advanced computer, muscles shall always tire long before pistons rust.  It is simply the way of the organic to eventually succumb to its own mortality, while Omnissiah-blessed circuitry can survive millennia in utter solitude." </em>