From Fear to Meaning, 2126

Who would know we'd be here? Two thousand twenty-six to 2126. One hundred years

of fear turning into something we can't dismiss. We thought the future would steal

our names, but it lit a different flame. It started some time ago,

just a feeling in the air. The young ones felt it first, like meaning wasn't

there. People scrolling through perfect lives, unreal like a dream.

Smiling through the filters, tearing at the seams. And they got

more present in the room, in the street. Not just tools on a screen,

but a shadow at our feet. We said, "It's coming for our jobs,"