Everything has become sophisticated. And at the same time, everything has become hollow.
Words no longer reveal—they distract.
Relationships no longer unite—they perform.
We simulate awareness, but fear feeling.
We simulate evolution, but have forgotten how to be.
We scroll before we breathe.
We’ve handed our soul to the algorithm, and our intimacy to the interface.
Chained to technology, we wear tight suits of efficiency—yet walk naked of purpose.