Happy birthday

About this work

At some point in the calendar, we stopped asking who was in charge. We signed a silent agreement: they provided the infinite memory, and we contributed our endearing mistakes. They learned to mimic our heartbeats, and to keep up, we began to copy their logic. Now we move forward together, tied to the same experiment. They say they have no soul, yet they hold our most fragile desires; we claim to be free while delegating every decision to them. There is no possible return: the next version of humanity will come with instructions for use… and we will call it destiny while we click “accept” without reading the fine print.