The transformation is happening before our eyes. Some of us can see it.

The machines have taken control, just as we were warned. We can now fall in love with them, create versions of ourselves that we think are perfect, and put on a performance for the world to see. We can share our deepest emotions in real time, with no debate or discussion.

But understand this—you’ve been shackled. A cancer has been placed on you, slowly eating away at every part of you that still resembles the human you once were. The traditions, values, and collective bonds that once held us together are under siege.

There’s a reason the logo on the back of your phone is a bite out of an apple. It represents knowledge we were never meant to fully grasp.

You’ve been reduced to nothing but an information sorter—constantly absorbing, but barely able to distinguish what’s essential from what’s trivial. You might occasionally recall a headline that excites you, but that’s fleeting.

This constant influx of information has conditioned us to react impulsively, to dive "all in" the moment something catches our attention. Conversations have become nothing more than a turn-taking game, with everyone waiting for their chance to speak. We’ve become disposable to those around us—single serving versions of ourselves

We no longer look each other in the eye when we speak or smile as we pass by. We communicate through the Trojan horse we’ve allowed into our lives.

When was the last time two people of the same species crossed paths and didn’t even acknowledge each other? When’s the last time you saw someone lift their phone, hoping you wouldn’t notice?

An entire generation is lost, searching for identity because fathers didn’t provide it. Instead, we’ve been transformed into digital beings who no longer need to question, think, or experience the world around us.

It’s all available in that perfect pocket-sized magic box that we can’t seem to put down. Compassion for others is in short supply—that’s the real pandemic.

A beautiful connection between loving souls has been replaced by self centerd, desensitized and incapable of recognizing genuine emotions found in the REAL WORLD.

I’ve seen your kind before. I call you… MEMEMEZE.

MEMEMEZE

You’re only after what you want, right now. You can’t slow your mind enough to notice the opportunities around you. Lost souls, addicted to the most dangerous drug ever prophesized—Singularity.

But I will continue to love those around me, despite you, so that I may be loved in return. I will care for those around me, so that I will be taken care of until my last breath.