This is likely a “part 1”. I wanted to articulate the thought process that has enabled me to venture into the investing world — and specifically not about how I choose specific assets to invest in, etc. These thoughts helped me gain confidence in why investing (especially in the stock market) works, and why it might be better than, well, not doing it.
I had a strong emotional reaction to this post, and I was drawn to a behavior I’d been observing in myself in the recent past: I’d started uttering words like behnchod very casually to express both defeat and triumph while playing Call of Duty: Warzone, which is in its nature violent and all about asserting dominance on other players by being the final player or team to survive as the area is filled with toxic gas. …
I love thinking. Hypothesizing, analyzing, defining, interpreting, questioning, criticizing, modeling. I love it. Talk to me about anything and I will engage you for as long as we hold up, finding out what it means to you and negotiating language for communicating about it.
Everything leads to philosophy: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Getting_to_Philosophy
Learning how to philosophize, to me, was about learning how to think, learning how to learn. It has enabled me to better understand some very abstract concepts pertaining to language, computer science, physics and metaphysics, and so on. And the more I’ve dived into it, the stronger I’ve become, mentally.
So with such positive effects, what could the pitfalls possibly be? …
Over the last two years, I’ve spent countless hours thinking about existence, relativity, and quantum mechanics.
Some time in 2017, bang in the middle of my journey, I was staying over at my parents’ house. At the time, I had been reading the history of relativity and Einstein’s journey. The question I wanted to answer was “What on earth made Einstein think about this shit?”
On that night, the content I had been consuming reached an inspirational critical point, and I spent the entire night thinking and writing notes. Early the next morning, I met my parents for coffee, my brain swirling with glorious triumph. My entire world had changed. …
I’ve been reading Sean Carroll’s new book and feeling inspired, so here’s a short commentary on QM from an excited amateur.
For a long time now, I’ve looked at QM as trying to answer the question “if existence were possible, how could we describe it?”
This question requires careful analysis of existence itself. That’s why it’s elegant: it starts at the fundamental distinction between something and nothing.
The interesting thing to me is that if you start doing thought experiments that start with an empty universe and then introduce “somethings” into it, you quickly realize a need for defining space and time. …
I’ve read a LOT of aeropress recipes. A LOT of them. I’ve read about competition winners, inverted vs upright methods, bla bla bla bla.
Here’s what I’ve finally realized works for me:
Note of intent: This story is an attempt to capture the emotion of facing fear and insecurity and document it as a part of my human experience. This feels important to do in order to maintain a sense of authenticity.
It was originally just a coffee excursion. I almost didn’t take my camera, because I wasn’t feeling great. I told myself I’d take it with me just in case, and made myself put it in my bag.
After my coffee, I decided I was going to confront my usual discomfort with carrying a camera and shooting in public, and took it out. …
Feel like being born again
So much going again
A baby again
Know this internally
Tripping extreme feeling of this
Nobody takes time to think about how much
See the world
There is so much
We’re so lucky to have other person to tell us
Every single person who taught you something
They changed, shaped you
Reality is complex
Sometimes just chill
Oh beautiful things
Here we’re aware
You are a conscious being
You respond when I ask you
I remember you man
This is what it feels like to be completely detached from yourself
No wonder babies cry when they are born
Those poor things
They gave me this
They chose this
They saw the beauty in it once
If only they could see it again
This is what you mean by spiritual experience
You’re just vulnerable
You think you see god
You poor things
I mean myself too
Language is so powerful
Thank god for language
I’m communicating with my future…
2018 was a year of meta. Of discovering meaning. Of questioning. Of understanding. Of articulation. I’ve learned that there’s much to be unlearned. And unlearned much that I’d learned.
The most important of it, I think, is that truth is expressed through language — and, therefore, limited by it. Much of my truth cannot be shared, for human existence is finite and I can’t be bothered expressing it. But when I DO speak up, I want to be sure I represent as best as I can what I want the world to hear.
I’ve learned to value… valuing itself. And in the process, I’ve learned the value of words and symbols. So here’s me, proudly displaying a symbol of liberation — a symbol that has empowered me personally, a symbol that serves to constantly remind me of the colours of my world. Because it turns out that’s something I value. …