
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...

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 "...

Coffee with AI
Every day for the past month, I’ve had a coffee date with AI. I literally sit down, with a cup of coffee, with an appointment on my calendar that says “coffee with AI”. During that time, AI (I’ve used ChatGPT, Gemini, Perplexity, Claude, and Venice) and I literally have a chat, the way I would with a friend. It’s not “write this letter for me” or “do this or that.” No, it’s a chance for us to have a conversation about whatever topic I want. Many days, recently, at least, it’s been about quant...
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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...

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 "...

Coffee with AI
Every day for the past month, I’ve had a coffee date with AI. I literally sit down, with a cup of coffee, with an appointment on my calendar that says “coffee with AI”. During that time, AI (I’ve used ChatGPT, Gemini, Perplexity, Claude, and Venice) and I literally have a chat, the way I would with a friend. It’s not “write this letter for me” or “do this or that.” No, it’s a chance for us to have a conversation about whatever topic I want. Many days, recently, at least, it’s been about quant...
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The “Government” feels real, doesn’t it?
Marriage.
The company.
The university.
All of these things feel as real as the screen in front of you or the phone in your hand or the keyboard at which you sit.
But they’re not.
They are collections of people and processes. That’s pretty much it.
Yet, when people say, “oh, the Government should regulate it” or “the company needs to do better,” there’s a feeling of concrete-ness (if that’s a world) that is akin to saying “Joe will do it” or “it’s on the table.”
Diving deep, recently, into the world of quantum mechanics through self-study and books like the Rigor of Angels and the Dancing Wu Li Masters, I’ve started to appreciate that the world isn’t really as it seems.
It feels like, some days, the only certainty is the Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle.
And while that refers to specifically about knowing the location or velocity of a sub-atomic particle, it feels like it can be applied more broadly, to ourselves and the abstractions we think of as concrete.
We either know where they are or we know where they are headed, but we can’t really know both with 100% certainty.
The same can be said of our own lives.
The challenge, which is both exciting and terrifying at the same time (a sort of superposition, if you will) is to learn and love that feeling within our hearts, minds, stomachs, and souls that things that seem real may not be and those that are not real may be.
Of course, we each have to figure out what is real.
And that’s really difficult.
Which may be the only real thing we have.
The “Government” feels real, doesn’t it?
Marriage.
The company.
The university.
All of these things feel as real as the screen in front of you or the phone in your hand or the keyboard at which you sit.
But they’re not.
They are collections of people and processes. That’s pretty much it.
Yet, when people say, “oh, the Government should regulate it” or “the company needs to do better,” there’s a feeling of concrete-ness (if that’s a world) that is akin to saying “Joe will do it” or “it’s on the table.”
Diving deep, recently, into the world of quantum mechanics through self-study and books like the Rigor of Angels and the Dancing Wu Li Masters, I’ve started to appreciate that the world isn’t really as it seems.
It feels like, some days, the only certainty is the Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle.
And while that refers to specifically about knowing the location or velocity of a sub-atomic particle, it feels like it can be applied more broadly, to ourselves and the abstractions we think of as concrete.
We either know where they are or we know where they are headed, but we can’t really know both with 100% certainty.
The same can be said of our own lives.
The challenge, which is both exciting and terrifying at the same time (a sort of superposition, if you will) is to learn and love that feeling within our hearts, minds, stomachs, and souls that things that seem real may not be and those that are not real may be.
Of course, we each have to figure out what is real.
And that’s really difficult.
Which may be the only real thing we have.
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