
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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You’ve probably done it or at least seen it.
Those “exercises” where you stand in the middle of a circle with your eyes closed and then fall back, hoping and expecting to be caught by your colleagues.
Of course, there’s real fear in that moment. And it’s understandable.
It feels to me that letting go of the “self” of the “ego” is a similar experience.
The overwhelming odds are that the things which surround you, call it your “true self” or, perhaps better, your “original mind” or “uncarved block” (depending on your philosophical leanings) will catch you.
But…there’s the chance it won’t.
Then, what happens.
It’s going to hurt, for sure. But will there really be serious, life altering injury or death?
Probably not.
It’ll be traumatic, certainly, but you’ll have clarity about reality.
And that’s what the point of the exercise is.
As Matisyahu sings in “King without a crown”
“Strip away the layers to reveal your soul.”
That’s the path to wisdom.
Letting go of all of the sediment that has built up over the years. Removing the sediment. Cleaning away the debris. Abandoning the disappointment of unmet expectations.
And yes, it’s terrifying.

You’ve probably done it or at least seen it.
Those “exercises” where you stand in the middle of a circle with your eyes closed and then fall back, hoping and expecting to be caught by your colleagues.
Of course, there’s real fear in that moment. And it’s understandable.
It feels to me that letting go of the “self” of the “ego” is a similar experience.
The overwhelming odds are that the things which surround you, call it your “true self” or, perhaps better, your “original mind” or “uncarved block” (depending on your philosophical leanings) will catch you.
But…there’s the chance it won’t.
Then, what happens.
It’s going to hurt, for sure. But will there really be serious, life altering injury or death?
Probably not.
It’ll be traumatic, certainly, but you’ll have clarity about reality.
And that’s what the point of the exercise is.
As Matisyahu sings in “King without a crown”
“Strip away the layers to reveal your soul.”
That’s the path to wisdom.
Letting go of all of the sediment that has built up over the years. Removing the sediment. Cleaning away the debris. Abandoning the disappointment of unmet expectations.
And yes, it’s terrifying.

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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