When i search my heart I find that there’s a rather strange complex of anger and frustration... at the world... for its dogged insistence on changing everything so damn much, so damn always. I feel some grief, some despair at all the time and energy I spent trying to make sense of things that have since un-thinged themselves. what was all that FOR?
AI handles the ordinary, we bring the extraordinary
This is also the blueprint for a happy co-existence with the machines. The machines handle the optimization, we take care of the meaning. They execute, we dream. They calculate, and we create. This beautiful symbiosis will be the seed of everything because when humans live from their creative nature, we build societies that breathe. When we stay di... See more
From early in my life, and for many years, I felt flattened by a society that seemed to view me not as a whole person, but as a collection of traits to be measured and ranked: assessing intelligence through standardized test scores, determining desirability through dating app matches, evaluating performance through productivity metrics.
Though this... See more
We worry so much about AGI taking over, we missed the part where we are turning ourselves into bots... https://t.co/k7TCNItMsl
Lots of people worry that AI will replace human writers. But I know something the computer doesn’t know, which is what it feels like inside my head. There is no text, no .jpg, no .csv that contains this information, because it is ineffable. My job is to carve off a sliver of the ineffable, and to eff it.
(William Wordsworth referred to this as “wide... See more