Observation

We sit together, yet drift apart, Eyes on screens, ignoring beating hearts. Fingers swipe where voices fade, Lost in worlds silicon-made. A child waits, a lover speaks, But dopamine’s the thrill we seek. Laughter dims, replaced by pings, No stars are watched, just glowing screens. What have we lost? What have we gained? Are we freed or are we chained? Childlike wonder replaced by a trance. Perhaps it’s time we break it.

Response 1

This was my initial concept for an observation as well, though I don't think I could have done it as eloquently. The struggle as a father, husband, provider is real, especially when we move in such a volatile space. But you're enough. We're enough.

Response 2

Brief, simple, thought provoking. Is this a reference to Sam (the mask maker), God, or maybe the Finnish goth rock band HIM? I’d love to know more about what this figure means to you.

Response 3

Why am I here? I’m here for the art, for the storytelling, and sure, maybe I’ll be able to make some money to help provide for my family someday. The group chats, the miro boards, decoding, lore hunting. I’m here for all of it.

Revision

“Happiness is only real when shared.” - Christopher McCandless

Region

kingdom

Material

Ebony