Is this desire?

In the age of algorithms and AI minds, it is easy to want nothing more than what you are told.

There's a childhood rhyme my daughter's dance teacher likes to recite:

You get what you get ~ and you don't get upset.

That's the feed.

Owning my desire preserves my humanity.

Desire is propulsive. To want something confers an identity; to pursue a want makes you a certain person through the journeys it inspires.

That might be a person, or to be a person; a place, an an outcome, an object, a state of being.

It doesn't matter.

To want defines us. To desire, even in a way that is non-attached, is to be a resolutely three-dimensional human, to become a protagonist in your own story.

To hand over the engine of your wants to another, or a machine, is chaotic free will.

To be desireless is to relinquish a right, and in that passivity, die a little.