Needless Things: Binary Biologic

In circuits deep the blood still flows, a pulse of code the body knows. Digits hum where veins once sang, a lattice built from steel and strand.

The genome whispers, one and zero, a fractured hymn to ghost and hero. Neurons spark in wired streams, half in logic, half in dreams.

Flesh remembers, but silicon binds, a fusion of marrow with mechanized minds. No pure machine, no mortal whole, a binary biologic soul.

Life re-written, cell by byte, darkness woven into light. The future breathes in hybrid skin, the code without, the blood within. NNN