Everything hums like a live wire. You can feel it, right? The buzzing tension that makes your chest ache when you scroll too far down the feed, the static that builds every time another headline screams the world is ending. Climate collapse, endless wars, algorithms tightening around our throats… like we’re sleepwalking toward extinction. …Doomscrolling our way to the heat-death of culture. But here’s the secret: this isn’t death. It’s molt. Think snakeskin. Think cicadas buried underground f...