The art of not knowing.

Why be alive?

Why do we exist?

Among billions of people, who has the answer to these "whys"?

Why are we born?

Why do we think?

Why are we all different? Why is no one the same?

Why do we feel the urge to die?

I could simply ask artificial intelligence for the answers…

But would they be heartfelt answers? Would they be 100% honest?

If we humans don’t know, how can the people who program AI know?

How can you program something with answers that none of us really have?

No one knows everything — not even AI.

And life is just like that: full of injustice, full of ingratitude.

And the question remains: why?Com carinho,

A escritora do Entre Porquês