Something is breaking.
Not loudly. Not all at once. But steadily — like a signal losing strength — the thing that makes us human is being eroded. Swallowed by screens. Numbed by convenience. Medicated into silence. Optimized out of our own lives.
We have more connection than any generation in history, and we have never been more alone. We have more information and less wisdom. More medicine and less healing. More noise and less truth.
This is not an accident.
And it will not fix itself.