I woke up today and realized I was unhappy.
It wasn’t a sudden shock, but a slow, creeping realization. I was sitting in front of my screen, surrounded by the “perfect” ecosystem we have built. The algorithms know what I want before I do. The AI writes code faster than I can think. Images, videos, texts—everything is generated in milliseconds with flawless precision.
We are living in a technology bubble. And inside this bubble, everything is smooth, efficient, and incredibly fast.
But something feels terribly wrong.
The Internet We Lost
Do you remember the old internet? Not the one of dial-up modems, but the one just before the AI revolution.
It was messy. It was loud. It was imperfect.
Back then, when you read a blog post, you knew a human sat down, perhaps with a cup of coffee, and typed those words. You could feel their frustration, their joy, and even their grammatical errors. Those errors were proof of life. They were the digital heartbeat of a real person.
We used to look at the sky. Now, we look at notifications. We used to ask friends for advice. Now, we ask language models that simulate friendship.
We didn’t just lose the “slow” internet. We lost the friction that made us human.
The Era of Sterile Perfection
Today, in this era of advanced artificial intelligence, we have solved the problem of “creation.” Anyone can create anything instantly. But by solving creation, we destroyed “meaning.”
If a robot can paint a masterpiece in three seconds, what is the value of the human struggle? If an algorithm can write a love letter, what happens to the sincerity of the heart?
We handed over our creativity, our communication, and our thinking processes to machines. In return, they gave us speed. But what are we doing with all this saved time? We are just consuming more, faster.
A Message to 2035
This article, and the accompanying video on my channel, is a Time Capsule.
If you are reading this in the future—perhaps in 2035 or later—I have a question for you. I am writing this from a time when we are just beginning to feel the weight of this digital loneliness.
My question is: Did we forget how to feel?
In your time, are there still messy, imperfect, handwritten thoughts? Or has everything become a seamless stream of data?
If you are seeing this from the future, please tell me that we didn’t become them. Tell me that amidst the flying cars, the neural links, and the quantum realities, we managed to keep the one thing that AI can never replicate: Our Soul.
Watch the Visual Note
I created a short visual note—a digital memory for the future. You can watch it below. Consider it a pause button in a world that is moving too fast.
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