Humans created language, and now they fight over it.
They created electricity, and now they pay electricity bills.
They invented money, and now they work endlessly for monthly paychecks.
Humans have even fought over what was created by God—religion, land, and water.
They developed AI, and now they’re being replaced by it.
They once chose leaders—rulers, political heads—and now those leaders rule over their lives.
There are countless things humans have created for which they shouldn’t be proud.
I feel ashamed to be part of this race called “human,” even though my sins are no less than theirs.
Sometimes I wonder—if an extraterrestrial ever understood the true nature of humans, would they take the word "human" as an insult?
In this constantly evolving world, "humanity" seems to be fading away from each one of us as time escalates.
The world was once believed to be flat. Then it was discovered to be round. In the future, it might just become a grave.
Day by day, this planet is turning into a graveyard—where lifeless, or rather soulless, beings reside.
Purpose has shifted—from living a simple, joyful life with family and loved ones—to chasing materials, objects, and show-offs.
Those once known as “humans” are now referred to as “devils,” “rapists,” “thieves,” “murderers,” “suspects,” “killers,” “savages,” and “goons.”
It seems that almost every human action turns against humanity itself. And from the outcomes, it feels like there’s no way out of this.
Humans have become victims of their own creations.
And I keep thinking about that famous line by Albert Einstein :
“I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones.”