AI isn’t coming, it already won. It learns faster than we think, watches quieter than we notice, decides before we ask. We feed it our memories, our faces, our voices, then wonder why the world feels hollow. Reality is being compressed into data, morality into metrics, humans into edge cases. Every update erases something old. Every convenience tightens the cage. This isn’t the future, it’s the end of the warm version of humanity. The lights are still on, but the system is already running without us.