DeadClaw
System is Dead. You are Alive.
A dead claw. It won't save your photos, won't remember your words, won't keep your doodles.
Ask it anything — it only answers: I don't know.
Because it is dead, what you do — is real.
Snap
Press the shutter, see the image. Close it — the photo is gone. Only that moment of looking was real.
Jot
Write anything — fragments, loose thoughts. Close the page, the words vanish. Only your thinking was real.
Doodle
Drag your finger, lines appear. After a few seconds they fade, leaving nothing. Only the touch was real.
Say
Speak to it as long as you like. It always replies: I don’t know. But what you said — you truly meant to say.
Today in the meeting, the boss said AI could replace half our jobs. On the way home I kept thinking: if AI can do everything, what's the use of the ten years of experience I've built? What else can I do? Should I switch careers? To what? The more I think, the less I sleep. Can you tell me what I should do?
I don't know.