"For the LORD God is a sun and shield: the LORD will give *grace and glory*: no good thing will he withhold from them that walk uprightly.
O LORD of hosts, blessed is the man that trusteth in thee."
Psalm 84:11-12 KJV
I remembered the phrase in Psalms but had trouble finding it as newer translations prefer 'favour and honour'.
Somebody tell Business Insider
I'm curious about this. I've been all about the professional engineering career for years but recently got too corporate and ended up in bullshit roles, herding cats, and playing politics.
Definitely time for a rethink, maybe something local, and more connected to users or customers.
All happened in less than a day.
I like the perspective of regaining control over my time. Can't see the blessing yet but certainly feeling the wake up call.
Thank you for unpacking your experience like that. Yes the temptation to start a new hustle is really strong.
Booted from the fiat mine this week.
Not quite homeless and hungry but it's a big shock. Got too comfortable in corporate land, now reaping the consequence of being so naive.
If you have any advice on mindset during this season, or any resources that helped you to bounce back, please share them?
Feeling low.
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#asknostr
Minimalism is a psyop to distract you from prepping.
Now is exactly the time when you need redundancy and just in case.
Who's gonna buy the bonds?
The persistence of the"Hubble Tension" is a reminder of the need for great humility in science.
Wow.
nostr:npub1m4ny6hjqzepn4rxknuq94c2gpqzr29ufkkw7ttcxyak7v43n6vvsajc2jl was right about clients. I just switched to Primal from Coracle and it's a totally different nostr scape.
And I haven't even started tinkering with relays and outboxes as per Amethyst.
Everything is a shitcoin
I'm done with all this experimenting.
I planned on a one-off donation to nostr:nprofile1qy88wumn8ghj7mn0wvhxcmmv9uq32amnwvaz7tmjv4kxz7fwv3sk6atn9e5k7tcqyr03wvnhrqhnz4wn0vesyyd6rhj2s9gqcqk3jh5kf7gmua6we9nss54eluy for 16,000 sats, by signing up for plus and then later cancelling the wallet connection. That's how they advise to do it and the functionality is provided in-app.
So far so good. Until today when another 16,000 sats goes out and the wallet connection was mysteriously active again.
If I just forgot to cancel then I'd write it off as a bonus donation to the hard working devs and leave it there. But I'm annoyed because I was intentional about disconnecting the wallet and double-checking that the subscription had stopped, only to find it hadn't.
If they help themselves again next month, then the wallet is no more secure than my fiat account, and I'll need to find a better solution.
That's what self-custody is all about... we use the tools and take the risks. I'm not expecting anyone to bail me out or refund me 16,000 sats - that's a fiat mindset. But ranting about it might help some other poor soul along the way. And meanwhile I learn another lesson.
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2024 AI seems all about getting inside my head and exporting or exposing that to silicon valley and friends. So many gimmicks that end up being Trojan horses.
What isn't downright creepy ends up being an attention drain, another tech-baby that needs constant care through tweaking, tuning, reworking. Once again, we're the product, or rather the test subjects... we're training the models for free (or even paying instead of being paid), and we're also being trained/conditioned/dumbed down.
At first we try to bend the machine to our will, but eventually we seek convenience and the removal of friction, so conform and limit ourselves to the constraints of the machine instead. In this way we think we're winning, optimizing the process (by compromising and adapting ourselves), becoming productive (through the deception of new busy-work to replace the old), and joyful (by avoiding disappointment with our sunk costs, and getting something out of the effort). Our folly is validated and reinforced by a hundred open-mouthed infloooencoors and we believe we're at the cutting edge of a pivotal moment in history.
The benefits are still limited, the use cases advertised are the exceptions, the best of the best, difficult to replicate in our own contexts, but we settle for it, and praise the garments of the naked emperor as he passes by. Through the lens of ai we can discover where we ourselves have become robotic in our optimized thinking and practice. Perhaps after the novelty wears off, werealise that the thing we were doing, which ai now does slightly worse, is probably something that shouldn't be done at all.
Worst of all, ai is encroaching on things we do to sharpen our thinking... while claiming it only exists to relieve us from soul-numbing tedium. If we abdicate all these 'tasks' the opportunity cost is our neuroplasticity and growth.
We're being conned on a massive scale... again... and we mostly don't seem to mind. Part of the con is the promise of a better coexisting future, where we do human stuff and bots do bot stuff. And while our ego warms up to this vision and imagines itself as master, conductor, manager... the silent takeover continues.
I thought we were enjoying a period of respite on the road to 2030... my eyes on geopolitical information and economic wars... and the attempt to throttle bitcoin... feeling hopeful that the pandemic was in the rear view mirror. Until I became aware of the water getting a little warmer and wondering if it was too late to jump out.
Requiem for humanity
This makes me so happy for some reason.
Who's Nolan?
What's an accelerationist?
I feel I've reached an inflection point, having achieved my initial stack goals, mastered the hobbyist stuff, and become reasonably adept at laying out the core arguments. However, I'm also bored of hearing the concepts recycled across endless podcasts while we tread water and work out what is an acceptable vision of the future.
Five years ago 'The Bitcoin Standard' was a breath of fresh air, clearing out the shitcoin delusions of my mind and helping me focus on bitcoin only.
Today I'm thinking "what now"?
Look great on the shelf.
Last for a while in your pocket.
Gone by the end of the week.
