What remains of humanity in an age where machines can think?

The Terminal of Thoughts in Petach Tikvah

Twenty-five people standing inside a cloud. And nobody speaks.

That’s how I envision the opening moment of The Terminal of Thoughts - an interactive journey we are currently building in Petah Tikva, centered around a single question: What remains of humanity in a world where machines can also think?

The first room is the most beautiful one we have. The walls and ceiling are massive screens with drifting clouds. Dense fog rises from the floor up to your knees, leaving you completely immersed inside the cloud. Quiet music plays in the background. Every few seconds, a new question appears on the screen.

This room doesn't explain anything. It doesn't tell you where you are headed next. It simply pauses you. You arrive from the outside world carrying your phone, traffic jams, news alerts, and everything else thrown at you throughout the day. Here, for a few minutes, you just stand there as something awakens within you - a question you haven't had time to ask.

Below are several questions for this space and I would love your help. Which one made you stop and reflect? Which one would you leave out? And if you have a question you’d love to see displayed on the cloud, drop it in the comments. I read every single one.

Who pulls the strings?
How many things did we do today without even noticing?
Is there a question we’ve been carrying for years that we still haven't dared to ask out loud?
Why does time fly when we’re happy and slow down when we’re waiting?
Where does a thought come from, a second before we actually think it?
Why do we know the right thing to do, yet still do the opposite?
Why do people feel so lonely in the most connected world that has ever existed?
When we look at another person, do we see a window or a mirror?
How is it that everyone considers themselves a great driver, and sees everyone else on the road as someone who doesn't know how to drive?
What will happen on the day a machine understands us better than we understand ourselves?