jer979Purpose 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...
jer979Value. 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 "...
jer979Coffee 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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jer979Courage. Faith.
Somewhere inside, perhaps the heart, the stomach, or someone else, there’s that sensation. It’s a vibration, like a massager gently rolling, but this one emanates out.
It’s a “feel.” It’s a “vibe.” There’s some deep, primordial almost, resonance where the body acts like an instrument, reading the moment and guiding us in one direction or another.
Sometimes it’s subtle. Perhaps too subtle. Like a faint breeze across your nose.
Sometimes it’s overwhelming. Perhaps too much. Like that moment when you know you’re getting a cold.
There’s no logic or rational to it. It’s formless. It’s the faith that there’s an inner voice speaking an eternal wisdom which deserves attention.
Courage is the practice of learning to clearly hear that inner voice and then to move in the physical world based on it…even if all of the outer voices (our own and those around us) tell us to do something differently.
And the ultimate courage is to continue doing it when we thought we heard the voice and we acted, but it turns out, we
Somewhere inside, perhaps the heart, the stomach, or someone else, there’s that sensation. It’s a vibration, like a massager gently rolling, but this one emanates out.
It’s a “feel.” It’s a “vibe.” There’s some deep, primordial almost, resonance where the body acts like an instrument, reading the moment and guiding us in one direction or another.
Sometimes it’s subtle. Perhaps too subtle. Like a faint breeze across your nose.
Sometimes it’s overwhelming. Perhaps too much. Like that moment when you know you’re getting a cold.
There’s no logic or rational to it. It’s formless. It’s the faith that there’s an inner voice speaking an eternal wisdom which deserves attention.
Courage is the practice of learning to clearly hear that inner voice and then to move in the physical world based on it…even if all of the outer voices (our own and those around us) tell us to do something differently.
And the ultimate courage is to continue doing it when we thought we heard the voice and we acted, but it turns out, we
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jer979Purpose 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...
jer979Value. 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 "...
jer979Coffee 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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