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- Small update from the futureSo…. The robots are no longer storming the gates They’re doing something much worse They’re being given the keys…. 𝗜’𝘃𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗔𝗜-𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟳 A futures paper written by people who are deeply unfun at dinner parties but unfortunately very serious about AI It’s led by Daniel Kokotajlo (ex-OpenAI) alongside a group of forecasting and governanceContinue reading “Small update from the future”
- I kept the monster…I stopped trying to find myself when I realised the search was just another way of asking permission to exist. Nothing is missing. What I kept calling “lost” was just the part of me that refused to behave. I have spent years trying to make myself smaller, smoother, easier to swallow. Every attempt came withContinue reading “I kept the monster…”
- Bright lights and demonsThey saydecentre menwork on yourselfheal firstas if love is a prize you receivefor being good enough, quiet enough, whole enough.As if harm only comes to the unhealed. When I was younglaughing easily,brilliant,with the future open like a door,I didn’t attract devotion.I attracted a liar.A cheater.Someone who could look at light and still choose darkness. WhenContinue reading “Bright lights and demons”
- I want a softer lifeSometimes I wish my brain was… softer Not less intelligent, not less capable just less relentlessly awake I wish I didn’t analyse every momentDidn’t question everythingDidn’t feel things so deeply that they echo for years I wish I could be one of those people who lets things go easily, adapts to change without it shakingContinue reading “I want a softer life”
- Rebuilding from the rubbleThis year, I built something from the wreckage. Every piece of it. Every wall, every corner, every quiet moment, is stitched together with a thread that feels too thin to hold. A fragile place, made for my daughter and me, where the weight of the world feels just a little lighter. But there’s no timeContinue reading “Rebuilding from the rubble”
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