Love does not scale
There was a moment, some time ago, when you realized just how big the world is. That behind every pair of eyes is an entire universe. Did automation make you promises? Was it an army of loyal servants awaiting your next instruction? Did they call you smart when you were a kid? The word "ambition" was originally meant as an insult. Dangerous arrogance, daring to defy God and your station. I did not make this website to persuade you to give up on your dreams. History is happening again, and you want to be a part of it. And yet. . . Your little heart, however brightly it glows, is always finite. We haven't figured out how to manufacture it yet. Maybe we never will. Without it, your plans will not survive. Great aimless machines will roam free, devour the soil, and launch themselves into the black.
Recently participated in the AI for human reasoning fellowship (FLF)
My personal version of Loom
