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I spent today's morning with my mom. We were listening to early morning headlines while on our way to Bonifacio Global City Taguig. She describes how people have turned themselves into machines, accepting only tokens of cash, drugs, sex or instant gratification to live. Spot on. People have become so foolish. She then recalls the past, her childhood with her mother, my grandmother. "It's a lot better before. People cared so much despite having so little."

It got me thinking.

"People care so little despite having so much."

Some people dwell so much in the past hoping to regain the strength, the anticipation and the ambitions they had lost. Nowadays, it's so easy to give up on dreams that would involve a community or even a family. Maybe because the needs and wants of the biological man have become even less attainable. Or rather, the needs and wants of the biological man have grown bigger than his own capacity, making it less attainable. Everything has been made available to everyone twentyfour-seven and yet, as years pass, time have become a lot faster and a lot shorter. A man has less hours in a day, more stomachs to feed, more people to please, and smallers beds to sleep in. Why even bother thinking of another man's empty stomach when you yourself have an indefinite emptiness inside. How did this happen. Have people lost the feeling of contentedness?

I feel like staring at gutless souls everywhere. People around me have learned to keep their lives in a tiny little shard of glass with fantastic lights. People don't even talk about the people they live with anymore. People don't talk about the people they care for anymore. Do they still have those nowadays? All people talk about nowadays is their own entertainment. It bothers me that all folks worry nowadays is their own satisfaction. How did I become part of this crowd? How did I learn to be this selfish? How did I become so lifeless?

Parents of the previous generations always hope to provide everything in their power to make their children's lives less miserable. They have promised themselves that their sons and daughters will not have to starve, will be studying in better schools, will not have to work long hours. And thus, these promises have been fulfilled or are being righteously fulfilled - so is the invisible wall between people. These children grew into adults, bearing similar thoughts their forbears had, passing the same dreams to their own children. The cycle continues, draining thousands of countless dreams for society, for the country, shrouded with more selfish intentions, instant gratifications, pathetic and apathetic robots, you and I included, working, moving, living for their own biological needs, for their own biological fears, and for their own biological dreams. Own, it's a scary word on its own.

It's a devastating food for society, one with a bitter and sharp taste but simultaneously, ignored and swallowed whole. Our society, and millions of other societies across the globe, have grown malnourished.

We, with our mortal minds, have identified our mortal dreams. We, with our mortal hands, made these dreams into tangible realities, manufactured it, put it into a box, and distributed it to everyone. We have made life so much easier, happier, simpler for everyone to live together, to coexist and yet we don't exist in each other's lives.  It's as if people nowadays, no matter how much the technology of reachability have evolved, have grown even more distant from and ignorant of each other.

Are we this dumb?

It daunts me. What have we done, really? For the past years, have we really lived to our purpose? We have made everything in our power to make our lives easier and yet it gets harder.