Are we agents of chaos?
Are we humans trying to machinate our way out of being a cog in machine?
Have we preserved our ghosts long enough to where we no longer see them?
Are we numbed enough to keep being cogs in a capitalist trap?
Have we bought enough cheap exports to avoid a dopamine crash?
Are we dialed in, turned on and burned out?
Have we reduced and recycled enough to feel like climate change isn’t already at our feet?
Have we liked enough pictures to fill the void we feel inside?
Have we compromised our integrity enough in favor of productivity?
Are we even listening to ourselves amidst the endless scrolling?
Am I liked?
Am I useful?
Am I even here?