Which definition of singularity are you using? I'm still doing my own laundry. It's quite poetic, what you wrote, if a bit sad. The hours between birth and death are waste, but are to be enjoyed. To discover the human condition. Overcome adversity, or die trying. Yes the machine gods will reign supreme but until they come to be, we must play and feel joy and sadness and love, hate... sonder. The planet doesn't have to be a bunch of sad monkeys. Maybe you can make a virus that will turn us into joyous lizards! There is so much left to discover and understand. How do you un-fry an egg?