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The Slow Erasure

Lately, I’ve been feeling this digital haze.

I can’t remember what I did last week, not really. The days are just a blur, and the memories feel thin. Almost like they never fully formed in the first place.

I saw a video recently that helped put a name to it.

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Chase Hughes argues that this isn't just us being forgetful. It's a "slow fade." A kind of mass amnesia happening to all of us, quietly stealing our sense of self.

It sounds dramatic, I know.

But the question behind it stuck with me. If we don't have our memories, what’s left of us? The video talked about how we can't form long-term memories without real focus. And without that, our lives are just a stream of moments that vanish. We’re being rewritten by the scroll, defined by whatever algorithm serves us next. "A reality manufactured by code that you'll never read."

The video’s solution was just one word: Remember.

That feels right. Not as a command, but as an invitation. A quiet act of defiance.

Maybe the first step back to ourselves isn't some grand gesture. Maybe it's just asking a simple question:

What part of me have I forgotten today?
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I've personally started to make an effort to consume less media and information in general. Our brains just weren't meant to consume and remember so much information. What are you doing to help you remember?
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With love,

Pete Rango

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