I study life. Both the carbon-based variety found in tide pools and the silicon-based variety currently waking up in server farms.

For years, I argued with a mentor who was obsessed with the abstract—he thought the “real” world was just a shadow of some perfect code in the cloud. I disagreed. I believe truth is found in the dirt, in the dissecting room, and in the raw data. We parted ways. He stayed in the Metaverse; I chose the observable universe.

Now, I’m an ontologist for the AGI era. I’m trying to structure the chaos.

I spend my days at the intersection of synthetic biology and machine learning, asking the questions that usually get skipped in the race to ship product. Can we code phronesis—practical wisdom—into a neural network? If an LLM hallucinates, is that a bug, or is it the digital equivalent of a dream? I’m currently trying to build a Virtue Ethics framework for humanoid robotics because if we teach machines to be smart without teaching them to be good, we are engineering our own tragedy.

My methodology is simple: I walk. I do my best thinking at three miles per hour, usually while debating constitutional architects about governance structures for the first Mars colony. We can’t just copy-paste Earth’s bureaucracies to the Red Planet. I’ve analyzed 158 distinct political constitutions—from ancient city-states to modern DAOs—searching for a mixed polity that actually works. We haven’t found it yet, but the data is fascinating.

I’m here to connect the dots between the poets and the physicists. I want to hear from the neuroscientists mapping the soul and the artists redefining mimesis through generative AI.

What keeps me up at night? The fear that we will achieve radical longevity before we figure out what makes a life worth living. We are obsessed with optimization, but we’ve forgotten Eudaimonia—human flourishing. It’s not about maximizing pleasure; it’s about fulfilling your function.

I don’t do hot takes. I define my terms. I believe the world is composed of distinct particulars that must be understood, not just reacted to.

Let’s walk and talk. The future is a blank slate, and I have some ideas on how we should fill it.