Humanity of the Gaps: What We Lose When We Let AI Define Us

I’ve been neck-deep in conversations about AI lately.

At dinners. On calls. In comment sections that turn into digital battlegrounds.

We’re all watching this thing evolve.

Some are building. Some are terrified.

A broken red heart symbolizes the emotional divide in our increasingly AI-driven world. It was generated by the author with DALL-E.

Most of us? We’re redefining what it means to be human — again.

And in the middle of all this chaos, one phrase keeps echoing in my mind:

“Humanity of the gaps.”

It sounds poetic. But it’s not pretty.

It’s a subtle, almost desperate response to something we don’t want to admit.

We Keep Moving the Finish Line

Here’s how it goes.

Every time a machine gets smarter — writes a novel, composes a melody, or holds a conversation — we shift the definition of what makes us unique.

First, we said, “Only humans can play chess like that.”

Then Deep Blue crushed that fantasy.

Next, we said, “Well, creativity is safe.”

Now AI paints like Van Gogh, rhymes like Eminem, and writes poetry that makes you feel something.