Spiritually Bankrupt: Humanity’s Silent Collapse

(A love letter to the species that traded its soul for screen time)

There was a time we stood in awe of the stars. They were our guidance and our navigation. Now we scroll past them looking for WiFi. This spiritual collapse of humanity didn’t happen overnight.

Let’s be honest, we are not in a crisis of productivity, or innovation, or politics.

We are in a full-blown spiritual collapse.

A quiet apocalypse. And the worst part? No one even noticed.

We built a world of endless connection and forgot how to connect. We know everything - except who we are. We talk about self-worth in Instagram captions, while begging strangers for likes. We meditate with noise-cancelling headphones and call it peace.

This isn’t growth. It’s glittered decay.

We’ve replaced faith with algorithms. Wonder with filters. Wisdom with PDFs. We don’t pray, we manifest. We don’t seek meaning, we curate aesthetics. We worship productivity, sacrifice silence, and praise burnout like it’s a badge of honor. Even spirituality has been commodified into a #vibe.

And yes - I’m fully aware that this is now a blog post on the internet.

Don’t worry, I’m choking on the irony too.

But tell me:

When was the last time you were still? Not for a photo. Not for performance. Not for a reel.

Just… still.

We have apps for everything but none for coming back to ourselves. We lost the plot - and the author left the chat.

The tragedy isn’t just that we’re spiritually empty. It’s that we’ve normalized it. We scroll past hunger for meaning like it’s just another ad we can skip. We put motivational quotes on top of our depression. We drink anxiety in the morning and call it ambition.

And the children?

They’re watching. They know we’re lying when we say we’re okay. They see the rituals we keep - glowing screens at bedtime, silent dinners, dopamine diets. They’re inheriting our emptiness in 4K resolution.

Let me say it plain: We are a generation fluent in distractions, but illiterate in meaning. We confuse content with connection, healing with branding and purpose with popularity. We traded our privacy for convenience – as I already explored [in this post on digital surveillance] https://www.hownottoloseyourmind.com/post/the-nothing-to-hide-lie

But don’t worry, it’s fine. We’ve got super wellness retreats with strong 5G WiFi now. And spiritual influencers with affiliate links to sage bundles and healing crystals. Namaste, but make it monetized.

So what now?

We won’t pause and we won’t reflect. We’ll scroll. Repost and pretend. And when the last spark of soul flickers out, we’ll film it in vertical format. With a trending sound, licence-free if we're lucky.

Because let’s be honest:

We no longer ask “Who am I without the noise?” We ask “Who’s watching if I turn it off?”

And that, my friend, is how a species forgets it ever had a soul.

This spiritual collapse is only one side of the story. The other? We’re killing the planet that once gave us meaning.

👉 Part 2 coming soon: Ecological Self-Suicide – The Other Collapse We Chose.

Meditation on concrete, peace for the feed. The world kept burning.