hairless apes
hubris masters
failed lessons
We crown ourselves with reason, yet stumble over the same stones across millennia. Technology outpaces wisdom; conquest drowns memory. Each generation mortgages tomorrow for today's illusion of control. The pattern isn't progress—it's repetition in shinier masks.
We build cathedrals to our cleverness while standing ankle-deep in ruins of those who thought exactly the same. Despite our advances, we still struggle to meet our species' basic needs or protect fundamental human dignity.
- How many civilizations must collapse before we read the warning signs?
- When did advancement become synonymous with amnesia?
- What would it cost us to finally listen to the ghosts of our past?
Civilizations layer like sediment—each confident inscription carved over faint, persistent scripts of collapse.
We build monuments on bones we choose to forget.
— Dean Bowman