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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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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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Over the past few weeks, I’ve been watching a building go up. It’s six stories high.
There’s a crane. There are trucks. There’s a lot of material.
This morning, however, the only thing I heard was the sound of one hammer.
An entire six-story structure, full of rooms, wires, windows, concrete, metal and more.
And the only sound, for that moment, was one tiny hammer.
But without that one hammer, the entire building does not get completed.
Over the course of our lives, we build massive meta-structures. We may have a vision of the end result, but day to day, we just see wires and metal and cranes and glass and debris.
And many days, it feels like no progress is made.
It can feel disheartening.
That sinking feeling in your stomach leading you to wonder “what’s it for?” “why does it matter?”
That’s ok.
What’s not ok is to lay down the hammer.
Over the past few weeks, I’ve been watching a building go up. It’s six stories high.
There’s a crane. There are trucks. There’s a lot of material.
This morning, however, the only thing I heard was the sound of one hammer.
An entire six-story structure, full of rooms, wires, windows, concrete, metal and more.
And the only sound, for that moment, was one tiny hammer.
But without that one hammer, the entire building does not get completed.
Over the course of our lives, we build massive meta-structures. We may have a vision of the end result, but day to day, we just see wires and metal and cranes and glass and debris.
And many days, it feels like no progress is made.
It can feel disheartening.
That sinking feeling in your stomach leading you to wonder “what’s it for?” “why does it matter?”
That’s ok.
What’s not ok is to lay down the hammer.
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