The Illusion of Progress.

 Humanity has fallen into a deep sleep.

A herd of sheep that sees only what it is fed.
A vicious cycle.
The only thing that changes is the weather.

What’s natural is disappearing.
Those few conscientious ones who remain are treated as misfits, as irrational, as crazy.

You see the same thing everywhere.
Fashion now dictates your psychology.
Television dictates how you’ll live.
The internet is full of fake, ready-made, packaged content that sells.
Because that's the only value left.
Everyone is selling something—but at the same time, they’re selling their soul too.

Life is not a pawn shop where you can get your soul back when you feel like it.
You lose a big part of it the moment you put it second.

We even have a self-proclaimed expert on every corner of the internet.
Someone who one day decided to become an “expert” at something—even if they’re not.
Even if they don’t really know it, but just repeat it like a parrot.

Traps are everywhere.
Traps that most people fall into because they’re searching for meaning, a solution, an escape—whether for entertainment or numbness.

Earth is a magnificent world, full of vast beauty—without the concrete.
Without anything artificial.

But the more you fill it with artificial things, the more the natural fades.
And along with it, the part of you that connects to the natural.
So what's left, to fully merge man with the artificial?

For man to become artificial too.
Because one day, when humans can no longer even breathe—due to the extinction of trees, plants, bees—they’ll be forced to live artificially.

But it won’t be by choice, as usual.
Others will choose for them.
Others envision a synthetic, digital world.

They won’t ask your permission, because they hold a power that’s printed in color and assigned value.
A value that cancels out your own.

Man doesn’t wake up.
He doesn’t want to see clearly what’s happening, and gradually, methodically, he loses his identity.
It's truly sad—to be given such a gift, and throw it away like that.
The gift of life.
Not many have this opportunity, and those who do, don’t appreciate it.

Man is born pure and falls victim—deceived by the fake, the pretentious, the glamour.
He follows the unknown, the new, wherever the herd goes—and ends up in a prison.