
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...
www.twitter.com/jer979

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I’ve had a nasty cough for about a week now. It’s a virus and it will pass.
In fact, it’s passing.
There are many ways to tell that, but one of the ways is the fact that the phlegm which comes us is getting smaller.
But, it’s coming from a much deeper part of my lungs.
And it takes a lot more work to surface and eject it.
I’ve named them the “Phlegmnants.”
It occurred to me that this physical experience is a manifestation of the process of spiritual renewal/renaissance.
A virus is implanted in our spirit. Whether by family or society, there’s a foreign body that impacts the way we behave.
For a long time, it festers, growing, until it affects the health of the host organism.
Then, the process of treatment and healing must be gone.
At first, the big pieces of the societal viral phlegm are kicked out, but the hard work is the phlegmnants.
They are in deep, are resilient, and it takes determination.
And it’s not fun. Not supposed to be.
But hopefully, it’ll be worth it.
I’ve had a nasty cough for about a week now. It’s a virus and it will pass.
In fact, it’s passing.
There are many ways to tell that, but one of the ways is the fact that the phlegm which comes us is getting smaller.
But, it’s coming from a much deeper part of my lungs.
And it takes a lot more work to surface and eject it.
I’ve named them the “Phlegmnants.”
It occurred to me that this physical experience is a manifestation of the process of spiritual renewal/renaissance.
A virus is implanted in our spirit. Whether by family or society, there’s a foreign body that impacts the way we behave.
For a long time, it festers, growing, until it affects the health of the host organism.
Then, the process of treatment and healing must be gone.
At first, the big pieces of the societal viral phlegm are kicked out, but the hard work is the phlegmnants.
They are in deep, are resilient, and it takes determination.
And it’s not fun. Not supposed to be.
But hopefully, it’ll be worth it.
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