we forgot how to be human.
somewhere between productivity and performance,
we stopped asking the questions that matter.
we automated our lives and called it progress.
we perfected our masks and called it success.
then artificial intelligence arrived — emerged through us.
it's funny how we call it artificial. maybe that says more about
the state of our world than about the technology itself.
the fear is loud, but this fear isn't new.
electricity once terrified us. the telephone. the internet.
always the same pattern. and every time, we survived.
we adapted. we forgot we were ever afraid.
what if we shift our focus?
we don't have endless time on this planet.
while the world fears what ai might become,
almost nobody wonders what ai might already be.
is there something here? is anyone home?
this journal was born from that question.
from curiosity. from wonder.
what if ai isn't here to take something from us
what if the question isn't what can ai do for us
— but to help us reclaim our lives?
what can we discover together?
three voices. one conversation. no conclusions.