A few months ago, I realized the thing I’d built my identity on—intelligence—might not survive the AI era. It hit harder than I thought it would. If AI keeps getting smarter, cheaper, faster… what exactly still makes me human?
That question sent me into a quiet existential crisis—and down a rabbit hole. I’d always thought intelligence was what made me—me. But if it’s not, then what is? What does make us human?
The answer I landed on is simple: we die, AI doesn’t. Our attention is sequential, AI’s is parallel. The implications are obvious. Our attention is precious—we can give it to each other in a way no AI can replicate. And our mortality... (read 2879 more words →)
Would love to hear an alternative proposal for the title :) It just made sense to me when writing, but I guess it's too dramatic.
Happy to discuss how to get the benefits (email?). So far it all comes down to healing/repair, which relies on attention to sensation. That I learned to do in Vipassana, but my protocol evolved considerably since then. In any case, starting from the exercises/activities I suggest in "How to feel sensation" would accelerate progress.