We are typically invited into new stages of life. Only after many refusals are we dragged. There seems to be so little resistance, in nature—it’s almost as though we’ve come to believe that we are separate to it, perhaps in the hope that we might somehow escape our ultimate destiny.

“Do not depend on the hope of results. You may have to face the fact that your work will be apparently worthless and even achieve no result at all, if not perhaps results opposite to what you expect. As you get used to this idea, you start more and more to concentrate not on the results, but on the value, the rightness, the truth of the work itself... See more

But we’re definitely entering a moment where more applications need to emerge. As we wait for foundation models to improve by another leap, Silicon Valley is left with the hard work of building products that people want.

Wise words from a Buddhist monk will change your entire outlook on life

• heavy users and creators of gen AI overwhelmingly feel they need higher-level cognitive and social-emotional skills2 to do their jobs, more than they need to build technological skills. As workers increasingly use gen AI to tackle more repetitive tasks, the human-centric skills of critical thinking and decision making will become ever more importan

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“If there is such a thing as human perfection, it seems to emerge precisely from how we handle the imperfection that is everywhere, especially our own.”

—Richard Rohr

The Guest House by Rumi

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This being human is a guest house.

Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,

some momentary awareness comes

as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!

Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,

who violently sweep your house

empty of its furniture,

still, treat each guest honorably.

He may be clearing you o... See more

FISS. “What is something Funny, Interesting, Silly, or Surprising that you've seen, or has happened to you, since we last spoke?”

“The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.”

Tennessee Williams in “Camino Real”

These words became his epitaph