People keep saying time feels like it is speeding up. That days blur into weeks, weeks into months, and whole seasons vanish in a blink. They think it is something mysterious or cosmic, like the calendar itself is shrinking. But the truth is far simpler and much more disturbing.
Time is not moving any faster. Your brain is simply not registering it. You are not building memories, not forming meaningful impressions. That is because your attention is being devoured. Minute by minute, hour by hour, you are training your brain to consume rather than remember.
Look around. People spend entire afternoons scrolling through reels, swiping memes, and devouring fragments of other people’s thoughts. Each piece lasts three or five seconds. No continuity. No plot. Just an endless conveyor belt of noise. Your brain can’t process this as life. It has no weight. It doesn’t register as real.
This is what happens when you trade experience for stimulation. Instead of living, you observe. Not deeply. Not even passively. You just skim the surface of a sea of nonsense. When you reflect on your week, it seems like it never happened, because nothing anchored your brain to a moment. You were fed motion without meaning, sound without music, and emotion without memory.
This is not an accident. It is not some harmless technological shift. It is a campaign. A silent war. Your mind is being trained to expect everything instantly, to feel nothing deeply, and to forget everything immediately. You are not experiencing life anymore. You are reacting to noise. Even worse, the noise is filled with fear, division, outrage, and distraction.
There used to be a story. People lived days that had shape. Morning had a rhythm. Evening brought reflection. Now time is carved into tiny slivers by the flick of your thumb. And each sliver is stuffed with conflict, sarcasm, envy, and trivia. No beginning. No end. Just a river of images that your brain cannot store.
The result is spiritual dislocation. Time feels fast because there is nothing to hold on to. Nothing to remember. You become a spectator to your own life, watching through a screen, but not even watching a movie with a plot. You are watching blinking lights.
This is what happens when a society builds its identity around constant consumption. Not of food or energy, but of attention. We were not designed to live this way. The human brain is being reshaped into something hollow. Something reactive. Something shallow. The consequences are everywhere. People seem cruel. Conversations feel empty. Days pass without meaning. It is all connected.
You are not broken. You are being rewired. The only defense is to step away from the fire hose. Start remembering again. Start living days that feel like they happened. Do one thing at a time. Speak to someone face to face. Cook a real meal. Read a page and then think about it. Let silence return to your life. Without it, you are just part of the machine.
