Are we?

Everything has a value. It must have. Otherwise why do we bother making them? But sometimes, we lose interest in things. Lost to time as we move on. New ideas catch our eye. A VHS player is a good example. Hell, even a dvd player is useless now a days. But there never really is useless. It is an arrogant view of deeming somthing as unworthy, just because it has no significant value to us at the moment. Because we have computers to type we don’t need to write with our hands. Because we have the internet we do not need textbooks or dictionaries. Before we know it we will deem our legs as useless, seeing as machines have already started doing the walking for us. With all these things we put value to and in the same breath lose interest in, I look back to see the littered pile of uselessness in our wake. And I question myself, who is all this useful to if not for us? If we were to evaporate into thin air tomorrow, what creature would benefit from any of this? So I ask, do the things we create ultimately end up useless? Or are we?