Is it love? existentially cyborg

01 https://objkt.com/asset/hicetnunc/747462 A poetic confession is told in 3 parts. An artificial woman believes she is real. Sharing her deepest insecurities about not being able to live a full life. She feels trapped inside a construct of barriers. This was born as I was channeling my frustrations around depression, neurodiversity, accessibility, economic circumstances, and how isolating it can feel. What it's like to feel trapped by my body and mind. The sentiment is the same in 01, 02, and 03 “Is it Love? Existentially Cyborg.” Technological assistance from AI text to image, and text to voice.

02 https://objkt.com/asset/hicetnunc/747465 A poetic confession is told in 3 parts. An artificial woman believes she is real. Sharing her deepest insecurities about not being able to live a full life. She feels trapped inside a construct of barriers. Technological assistance from AI text to image, and text to voice. Complete Text: https://www.tanyavlach.com/post/existentially_cyborg ~ part 2 outside is freedom, cars, planes, boats, even scooters, AND even those no-hand thingies that let you get somewhere just by leaning forward, but I feel physically constrained, trapped, suffocating limp, flaccid, wilting how does one survive this story that is already written for them I refuse this branding etched in my psyche these are false words from a made-up world and I'm already free I know this from when I almost-- no, from when I died. and I was one with everything... cont. ~

03 https://objkt.com/asset/hicetnunc/747469 A poetic confession is told in 3 parts. An artificial woman believes she is real. Sharing her deepest insecurities about not being able to live a full life. She feels trapped inside a construct of barriers. Technological assistance from AI text to image, and text to voice. Complete Text: https://www.tanyavlach.com/post/existentially_cyborg ~ part 3 defying physics metaphysics even the universe was tiny compared to leaving the body behind so much light, white light, and peacefulness ... begin again and witness that within the most fierce and uncompromising constraints can we find infinity? ... is it love? may I truly love myself? ~ end.