Before the Heart Attack: AI, Blockchain, and the Crisis of Confidence
Ecosystem collapse, hypersonic tech, and the decentralized race to restore shared truth.
Before the Heart Attack: AI, Blockchain, and the Crisis of Confidence
Ecosystem collapse, hypersonic tech, and the decentralized race to restore shared truth.
Paraguay: The Unpolished Gem Leaving Money on the Table
Paraguay is currently leaving a mountain of cash on the table, and it's not because they lack the goods. After my recent visit, it's clear this country is sitting on a goldmine of potential that most investors can't even see through the fog of skepticism. The Powerhouse Trio: Stability, Momentum, and Spark Paraguay's narrative needs to be sharpened into three pillars: Stability, Momentum, and Ready to Take Off. The data is there, even if the story is currently as diffuse as a bad radio signal...
Paraguay: The Unpolished Gem Leaving Money on the Table
Paraguay is currently leaving a mountain of cash on the table, and it's not because they lack the goods. After my recent visit, it's clear this country is sitting on a goldmine of potential that most investors can't even see through the fog of skepticism. The Powerhouse Trio: Stability, Momentum, and Spark Paraguay's narrative needs to be sharpened into three pillars: Stability, Momentum, and Ready to Take Off. The data is there, even if the story is currently as diffuse as a bad radio signal...
Unequal Friction
What to Cut out, and What to Lean Into
"Palestine" is a Trojan Horse
It has two types of invaders within. The Islamists who want to impose Sharia law everywhere. The Socialists/Communists who want to destroy free market capitalism. The sad thing is that, by the time most realize it, it'll be too late.
"Palestine" is a Trojan Horse
It has two types of invaders within. The Islamists who want to impose Sharia law everywhere. The Socialists/Communists who want to destroy free market capitalism. The sad thing is that, by the time most realize it, it'll be too late.
The Traveler Mindset
It's not what you see, it's who you meet
Purpose Struggle
Yesterday, I decided that my blogging career should come to an end. I was doing myself a disservice. I told myself that the goal of the posts was to dig deeper, peel back the layers, get down to the core. But by publishing online (or on-chain as the case may be), I was subconsciously writing for others, even if I told myself that I didn't care if others read. So, in an effort to be more authentic, I figured I'd stop publishing and start doing a private journal. Within 2 hours of that decision...
Purpose Struggle
Yesterday, I decided that my blogging career should come to an end. I was doing myself a disservice. I told myself that the goal of the posts was to dig deeper, peel back the layers, get down to the core. But by publishing online (or on-chain as the case may be), I was subconsciously writing for others, even if I told myself that I didn't care if others read. So, in an effort to be more authentic, I figured I'd stop publishing and start doing a private journal. Within 2 hours of that decision...
Cultivating Stillness
When the swirling stops, the dust settles. The debris falls away. The water recedes. The picture becomes clear. The value becomes apparent. But so too the ugly truths. The things that make me scared; make me sad; make me want to cry. So, despite the feeling of fullness that comes from seeing the landscape, my mind responds, like an emergency vehicle, seeking to whisk me away so I don't need to feel the discomfort, the pain, the brutal reality. But, I'm not in the back of the ambulance. I'm th...
Cultivating Stillness
When the swirling stops, the dust settles. The debris falls away. The water recedes. The picture becomes clear. The value becomes apparent. But so too the ugly truths. The things that make me scared; make me sad; make me want to cry. So, despite the feeling of fullness that comes from seeing the landscape, my mind responds, like an emergency vehicle, seeking to whisk me away so I don't need to feel the discomfort, the pain, the brutal reality. But, I'm not in the back of the ambulance. I'm th...
Surface Tension
The waves are frothy. The markets are volatile. The interactions are halting, stilted, and cautious. I feel like the overboard sailor clinging to a life preserver. Heart is racing. Palms are sweaty. Muscles are taut. Mind is telling me, "you're doomed, man, do what you can to protect yourself." I feel powerless. Scared. Fear projects me forward...."this is how it's going to be forever." And it might be. But, below the waves, it's calm. If only I could find a way to connect, to align, and to b...
Surface Tension
The waves are frothy. The markets are volatile. The interactions are halting, stilted, and cautious. I feel like the overboard sailor clinging to a life preserver. Heart is racing. Palms are sweaty. Muscles are taut. Mind is telling me, "you're doomed, man, do what you can to protect yourself." I feel powerless. Scared. Fear projects me forward...."this is how it's going to be forever." And it might be. But, below the waves, it's calm. If only I could find a way to connect, to align, and to b...
Permission to Count
"Once I started counted my blessings, my life changed." -Willie NelsonBombarded my messages from marketers, we are told that are lives are not fulfilling, not satisfying, that there's an empty void which can only be filled by their product. But just like overeating on Thanksgiving feels bad, so does overconsumption. The void may actually be a blessing. It's an awareness catalyst, reminding me of all I have surrounding it. Instead of focusing on the missing, I focus on the present. Maybe there...
Permission to Count
"Once I started counted my blessings, my life changed." -Willie NelsonBombarded my messages from marketers, we are told that are lives are not fulfilling, not satisfying, that there's an empty void which can only be filled by their product. But just like overeating on Thanksgiving feels bad, so does overconsumption. The void may actually be a blessing. It's an awareness catalyst, reminding me of all I have surrounding it. Instead of focusing on the missing, I focus on the present. Maybe there...
Value. Happiness.
I feel happy. It's fun, it's light, like a feather floating at the beginning of Forrest Gump. But, like the feather, it's not grounded. It can flitter and float away. Value is also ephemeral. We know it when we see it. We feel it, somewhere deep inside. Something connects to us, saying "yes, this is worth it." The "it" that it's worth is energy. Energy in the form of time, attention, money. The things of which our possession is limited. There's a reason why all the great traditions point to "...
Value. Happiness.
I feel happy. It's fun, it's light, like a feather floating at the beginning of Forrest Gump. But, like the feather, it's not grounded. It can flitter and float away. Value is also ephemeral. We know it when we see it. We feel it, somewhere deep inside. Something connects to us, saying "yes, this is worth it." The "it" that it's worth is energy. Energy in the form of time, attention, money. The things of which our possession is limited. There's a reason why all the great traditions point to "...
