in progress

I was thinking, as I stacked cases of copy paper at 4:30 in the morning, that there is an almost childlike, delicately sad aspect to transhumanism.  Such bright views of transcending humanity toward something more evolved.  An improved "next step", soon -- through technology.  I do believe in it, to a degree.  But.  We are so barely human now.  Have we mastered this?  At times, I think we are just at the start of becoming human.  I think we may be underestimating how much we have to do to be our best selves.  Here and there we shine; so much more needs to be done though.  I don't think we can leapfrog to transhuman before we have perfected this stage.  If we do fast-forward, I think we will miss something and come through incomplete.