He, mankind is surely the center of creation.
Given an apple from the tree of life, he has as the true heir of all that is to govern, taken it by the root. Progression is what he quests, and he will stop in mercy for neither foe nor ally.
A godly creation like himself must sustain his status, and therefore he must always evolve.
but what then, when he has grown himself far from his own picture of perfection, will he still esteem what he has accomplished?

Will he not feel alienated in the center of his creation, when his prime mission of global colonization is absorbed by a twisted image of progression. When the machines of domination has gained momentum and no longer can be stopped, will he still feel superior?