…lately i’ve been thinking about the definition of done, completed, finished, ended, dead, resolved, closed, etc. …all seem to have the same meaning but there i see little nuance differences… ‘finished’ feels crafted, ‘ended’ feels abrupt, ‘dead’ is final with no sequel, ‘resolved’ implies there was tension, ‘closed’ is bureaucratic… but ‘done’… done leaves room… in turkish i catch myself choosing ‘tamamladım’ over ‘bitirdim’… one means i made it whole… the other means i made it stop…

i wonder if there’s a better or even a closer version for english, for the same meaning “i made it whole”?

Always doing your best is easy. Knowing and accepting that your best is not always the same? That was hard, and life changing.

a full biological brain… copied neuron-by-neuron… driving a simulated body for the first time. not animation.

gives me altered carbon vibes… but how far are we from the self part of this?

In the X thread, someone already asked, “That fly has no idea it is in a simulation. Do we?”

what if you could clone your actual neural wiring and put that copy to work? not a chatbot that sounds like you… a you that thinks like you. running in a sandbox. would it be painful for it? would it be painful for you? could you keep someone you’ve lost… running?

The formula, the systems we build… I don’t think that this is only for societies, but also valid for individuals. Is it possible that I am imprisoned by the systems I setup and run for myself? Whether it be a productivity system, a routine, a habit, a mindset even?

I do think that systems provide value, for sure, but only if they’re designed and implemented for surprise, not efficiency. When it’s for optimization, you lose something… and you don’t know what you lose until you know.

When the formula and systems you are running stop generating questions and new impulses for discovery, than it turns into ouroboros…

What the author said about bookstores, the same goes for music stores too… It’s been ages since I have been into one… There are some indie stores everywhere, probably, but in Bodrum, I don’t know of any… Actually you know what, I never searched for it. The conformity I fell for replaced the inspiration and joy of discovery…

Now, where did I stumble upon this article? I don’t know and don’t remember… Maybe it was Feedly… But I loved it… and this is how webrings worked ~30 years ago and I used to loved them all… I used to have this webpage where I reviewed metal albums, I was at high-school… I was a member of a webring, don’t remember the name, but I used to have their banner on my website, on each load it was showing other members of the webring, in round-robin fashion, linking to their website… It was amazing. I don’t remember how many new things I learned, discovered, and inspired by that… It was huge… I used to have bookmarks of those many webrings. It was still a controlled experience but not like the current day’s Instagram and X kind of algorithms… It was nice… better actually.

The conformity I fell for replaced the inspiration and joy of discovery… The conformity I fell for removed impulses… Clarity is given, creativity is taken…

Questions of the day…

• How to be comfortable but not too much?
• How to use patterns and algorithms but allow for deviations and exceptions?
• How to seek clarity but allow for a bit of fog at the same time?

The gap is real. I feel it every time I make something. Gap is disturbing… and it’s been years, not just “the first couple of years”… My taste knows where I want to be, my hands aren’t there yet… Maybe I’m not giving my all? don’t know… The big gap, doesn’t seem to be shrinking to me, but still…

Some may say that “always doing” is an escape… On the contrary, taking action is facing the unknown, the challenge, the unbearable… and then learning from it.

Exactly… The moment my brain and body moves from stress to curiosity I feel powerful and capable. This is hard… and fun.

The process over the product…

Procrastination is the tool that keeps the state of vagueness still… Clarity, knowledge, definition… These need focus, persistence, and willingness to dig deep into the unknown. Chasing the unknown while being at peace with it. Dreaming without sleep. Assuming without attachment…

When in doubt, in void… Work works… Always worked for me.

I’m human. I feel envy sometimes. But when I notice it, I remind myself of this: someone out there might be looking at my side of the fence and thinking the same thing.

It doesn’t matter how green or dry either side is. What matters is whether you’re taking care of your own part.

That’s it.