A World Made by People


Sometimes, I guess that we often forget that we live in a world made by people, and that other beings just like us are behind the stuff that exists in here.

Countries at War, AI generated stuff, big corporations, news outlets, devices, digital gadgets, things and materiality that makes us percieve the world as ‘stuff’. Whereas, if we stop to think about it, there were people, someone, behind that at some point. I know, I know, all the AI debacle at some point, and what’s the use of humans anymore now, but hang on and bear with me for a moment…

See, that is the issue, the dehumanizing nature that things are corporeating nowadays. We deal with corporations, and if your are inside a business, or are parte of a larger industry, you are just a number, and you have to deal with products, and whatnot, but behind that… there’s the user. There’s also the developer. Theres the electrician. There’s the other person that maybe built your house in which you inhabit now to read this. Things have been made previously, and things have been made previously by other humans inhabiting this earth (or not, if they are not alive anymore).

But it seems, and I get some discomfort considering about this now, that… When we relate to things, especially now through screen mirrors, phones, and whatever, it seems we are forgetting that deep inside we are relating ourselves with someone else. Have you greeted some stranger on the street today already? Chatted about the weather? Just traded some small courtesy that humans do, from time to time, or at least used to, I guess…

And then, I believe, that we are all getting entwined into this whirlwind of disregard for our own very nature, our humanity. Flesh and bone that is. Don’t we see an author behind a book? A person behind a novel? Someone on the screen entertaining us? Or do we see products, advertisements, things, consumerism, that we tend so much often to forget how to just be with other people…?

I… don’t know, for real. We interact with others online, send memes to them, pictures, share our ferns, joys and hostilities, but, are we at all connected with one another? Or are we just tagging other people? It seems we are getting lost in a lapse of communication, or lack thereof. Are people even then thinking nowadays? Conjecturing thoughts? Or just consumming massive ammounts of enshitified slop and glorification of products and desires at an alarming rate?

And we are building things now, with AI, creating stuff, but… what about the human behind the machine? Will it even be one? Are we still one, and the other, or are some people already bleeding into it, blending themselves in? Can we still keep track of what is ‘us’ anymore? And would we be capable or would it be possible for us to do it, if all or even most of the major interactions that we do with one another remain online, digital?

What happens if we lose those mediators, and in turn we also lost the ability to know how to communicate and behave in society as a byproduct of having too much too spent online and not elsewhere? Would we need to relearn on how to be ‘humans’ again?

Some of these things, I only behin to wonder now… I guess we’ll have to see.

Peace now, brothers and sisters.