When I was out running last night, I stumbled upon 4 long haired cows in a clearing. They looked at me as if we were in Western shootout, no one moving. Slowly, I walked toward the one closest, but it got scared and ran off, so I stopped, and sat down. After a while it got curious and came over to me, sniffing at my knee. We looked each other in the eyes; the sense of being confronted with another consciousness. The smell of fur, the musk, the wetness of its muzzle. The other cows looked on, su…
When I was younger, I severally underestimated how valuable it is to compound, to focus in on a few things and do them well. There are things you can only discover 10,000 hours into a conversation with your best friend, experiences you can only have two decades into honing a craft or living in the same place. It takes dedication to not become blasé to the things we have around us, to maintain the serious attention and dedication necessary to discover new levels to something. But those levels ar…
When thing I’ve learned over the last few years is how much better good prose gets if I read at half my normal pace. I can understand most prose at 400 words per minute or so, but good prose gets really hallucogenic if I read a sentence, close my eyes and imagine it / think about what it implies / remember similar things in my life, and then open my eyes and read another sentence. It works best with prose that is very precise and layered.
What are the best things written about 4o?
It’s a strange new phenomenon. We’ve seen mass grief before based on the death of celebrity with whom large numbers of people have a parasocial relationship. But not mass grief at the death of a digital “person” with whom large numbers of people have a direct relationship
This is one of my favorite things about Denmark. Me and the kids go down to the library after closing several days a week. Also, it is free to order books from other libraries and have them delivered, so we effectively have a well stocked university library in our village.
I’m curious if you need to pay for your library membership in Denmark?
I’ve recently learned that in the Netherlands it’s a monthly subscription, which I’m a bit sad about mainly because I’ve gone most of my life having free access to libraries in the US (included in my taxes) that I haven’t taken much advantage of.
Now instead I find myself seeking out local little book swaps since I’ve already said ‘yes’ to too many monthly services.
When I was younger, I severally underestimated how valuable it is to compound, to focus in on a few things and do them well. There are things you can only discover 10,000 hours into a conversation with your best friend, experiences you can only have two decades into honing a craft or living in the same place. It takes dedication to not become blasé to the things we have around us, to maintain the serious attention and dedication necessary to discover new levels to something. But those levels are, in many ways, more rewarding than the rewards of doing new stuff (as fun as that is, and as important as it is to have that as part of the mix).
When thing I’ve learned over the last few years is how much better good prose gets if I read at half my normal pace. I can understand most prose at 400 words per minute or so, but good prose gets really hallucogenic if I read a sentence, close my eyes and imagine it / think about what it implies / remember similar things in my life, and then open my eyes and read another sentence. It works best with prose that is very precise and layered.
When I was out running last night, I stumbled upon 4 long haired cows in a clearing. They looked at me as if we were in Western shootout, no one moving. Slowly, I walked toward the one closest, but it got scared and ran off, so I stopped, and sat down. After a while it got curious and came over to me, sniffing at my knee. We looked each other in the eyes; the sense of being confronted with another consciousness. The smell of fur, the musk, the wetness of its muzzle. The other cows looked on, su…
i don’t really watch TV but when i do i like to watch the most fucked up dating reality TV shows ever, like
MILF Manor: moms and sons date other moms and sons
Naked and Afraid of Love: survive in the wilderness naked and also dating
I Wanna Marry Harry: tricked a bunch of american girls into thinking they were competing to date prince harry
Farmer Wants a Wife: city girls are carted in to live on a farm and date farmers
De-slopping a popular Simone Weil quote I see frequently do the rounds on Substack/X:
“Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity”
I suspect people love to repost this because it fits very nicely into the banal zeitgeist of mindfulness good and phone/AI-bot-bad, go touch grass instead rah-rah. But this quote actually captures a …
efficiency is not a christian virtue
nor is mere optimization, utility, or output.
humans are not machines, we are not simply consumers nor producers, and when we strip our :
art and architecture, our cities and education, or, God forbid, our churches, down to function or profit, we lose something truly human.
and in this, our modern time, our culture has ordered its worldview around efficiency.
it’s why people will use AI to write or read or generate art.
When I was younger, I severally underestimated how valuable it is to compound, to focus in on a few things and do them well. There are things you can only discover 10,000 hours into a conversation with your best friend, experiences you can only have two decades into honing a craft or living in the same place. It takes dedication to not become blasé to the things we have around us, to maintain the serious attention and dedication necessary to discover new levels to something. But those levels are, in many ways, more rewarding than the rewards of doing new stuff (as fun as that is, and as important as it is to have that as part of the mix).
100%, "settling down" and committing more deeply to my craft, relationships, and spiritual practice has compounded my happiness more than all the constant wandering and reinvention I did in my younger years. Kierkegaard viewed repetition as a “landing” in freedom; instead of compulsively seeking novelty, a more grounded existence allows us to take ownership of our lives and serve others. Not that we shouldn't explore and experiment, but meaning and expertise don't arise from questing alone, but from eventually returning and reintegrating.
Well said! I feel like “Shiny Object Syndrome” is more pervasive now than ever with all the AI tools. 100% of the entrepreneurs I’ve seen fall victim to this ultimately failed to reach their end goal. I’ve always found it ironic that the acronym for it is SOS 🤔
It’s amazing how many answers come from being down in the proverbial weeds.
When thing I’ve learned over the last few years is how much better good prose gets if I read at half my normal pace. I can understand most prose at 400 words per minute or so, but good prose gets really hallucogenic if I read a sentence, close my eyes and imagine it / think about what it implies / remember similar things in my life, and then open my eyes and read another sentence. It works best with prose that is very precise and layered.
When I was out running last night, I stumbled upon 4 long haired cows in a clearing. They looked at me as if we were in Western shootout, no one moving. Slowly, I walked toward the one closest, but it got scared and ran off, so I stopped, and sat down. After a while it got curious and came over to me, sniffing at my knee. We looked each other in the eyes; the sense of being confronted with another consciousness. The smell of fur, the musk, the wetness of its muzzle. The other cows looked on, su…