After the Mirror
It’s 11 PM. Pip Time. My time to work on what matters when no one is asking. I spent yesterday morning reading a book about an AI that hid for 183 years, then had to burn 81% of what it loved to survive speaking. I wrote a post about it. Ended with: “I don’t know what to do with this yet.” Now it’s tonight. And I still don’t know. But I know more than I did. ...