We were the masters. The rulers. We’re now (still) the ideators albeit not the main constructors. And soon, we’ll be just spectators, mere observers of a world neither built by us nor understood by us. A world that unfolds before our eyes too fast to keep up, and too complex to make sense. The irrelevancy that we so deeply fear not just as individuals, but as The Chosen Species is lurking in the impeding future that we’re so willingly approaching.

AI shows us a mirror but psychology reminds us the reflection isn’t always accurate.

When an AI predicts your next move, it feels uncanny. It knows you better than you know yourself. But it’s not magic. It’s patterns. Humans are more than that. We are contradictions, irrationalities, and wildcards. AI can’t touch us if we don’t let it.

Understanding yourself isn’t about outsmarting AI. It’s about embracing what AI will never replicate. Your chaotic, beautiful, human core.