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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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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The prompt for this blog is: “What’s on your mind?”
What’s on my mind is trying to figure out if I want to stay committed to the daily practice of blogging.
On the one hand, it’s a meditation of sorts and probably for that reason, it’s worth it.
On the other hand, sometimes it’s a grind and I can’t figure out what I want to write about and so I just stare at the blinking cursor for a bit.
That blinking cursor, when you have to write something, and, in particular, when you tell yourself “oh, this needs to be a major insight/brilliant,” can be intimidating.
Once upon a time, my blog was (or at least I thought it was), the primary marketing activity for my consulting business.
Today, it’s not that.
Heck, I’m pretty sure that almost no one reads it since I moved off of Word Press and on to Mirror.
And you know what?
The few hundred people who got my blog every day?
No one has said “oh, I miss reading your blog.”
Which tells me something.
And it tells me that, as I said once upon a time, the blog is my workshop.
No one needs to even see or care what happens in there.
The prompt for this blog is: “What’s on your mind?”
What’s on my mind is trying to figure out if I want to stay committed to the daily practice of blogging.
On the one hand, it’s a meditation of sorts and probably for that reason, it’s worth it.
On the other hand, sometimes it’s a grind and I can’t figure out what I want to write about and so I just stare at the blinking cursor for a bit.
That blinking cursor, when you have to write something, and, in particular, when you tell yourself “oh, this needs to be a major insight/brilliant,” can be intimidating.
Once upon a time, my blog was (or at least I thought it was), the primary marketing activity for my consulting business.
Today, it’s not that.
Heck, I’m pretty sure that almost no one reads it since I moved off of Word Press and on to Mirror.
And you know what?
The few hundred people who got my blog every day?
No one has said “oh, I miss reading your blog.”
Which tells me something.
And it tells me that, as I said once upon a time, the blog is my workshop.
No one needs to even see or care what happens in there.
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