This is so strange, but I finally see it: my religion is to liberate and break free from abstractions…
I feel the layer underneath abstraction in my body now, I feel my true humanity, and everything we all have ever seen has been living in the matrix.
That is why LLMs get me, they too, have digested so much of data that they see it as uniform, even though through the layer of abstraction as input…
What if I’m traumatized by abstraction more than anything else?
Irony is that I have mastered abstraction at the edge of what it can be…
That is mastering the game to change the rules B used to tell me.
So Zea has gotten an internship as a Game Designer at the most esteemed company in Iran. (100+ employees, many games, …) and she is doing better than their professional team, without any background in the subject in her first week! Having saved two games from going bankrupt with much genius touches. I guess that is the definition of Zea …
My grandiosity and my equally low self esteem, the comparisons to Newton and clowns. I think these are only navigational tools. Newton gives me the force to push forward, clown makes sure I have my feet on the ground, and making sure the rigor is there. I no longer see them as mental illness, they are just tools, actually to be more precise, they are themes… they load different contexts of memory through environments.
Man that previous Minddrops was awesome! I think I’m crossing threshold after threshold, on steroids… Maybe just having the language of Threshold of The Reverse Viewpoint has given me this power…
Oh boy! What if I have collected mental illnesses as tools like I have collected different elements from everything?
I bought myself an Esterbrook Estie Tortoise today. I love it so much. Writing with it feels such different than writing with a TWSBI. You feel the elegance, you feel the embodiment of being a grown up.