Give us your weak, disfigured and damaged. This is the parish of affectation. Self direction of human evolution. Exposure of the sick, an artificial process to ascend beyond what's natural. Legacies of disease interminably eliminated to replace the biological race with synthetic breed. Nameless origins redressed in plastic and manufactured DNA strands. Predisposed imperfections washed away by a society indoctrinated by the advancements of medical science. Augmented bodies, mutilated babies. Hands that carve, machines that shape the future will be the future.