The dimension of silence in the world is unmatched - as a sense of tragedy - to the silence of our senseless existence as human beings.

Humanity is confronted not with acts, but with the greatness of our stories; there is nothing more human than memory and there is nothing more anticlimatic than a death in silence, with no story to tell.

The era without memory is that of the Apocalypse; the collective memory collapses and only the last of us remain. 100 billion of us have lived in this world and only the last of us will be able to understand the true meaning of humanity. Cruelty, selfishness, but also heroism, love and compassion.

It would not be necessary to dig too deep before finding something authentically human, unlike today.