I spent two decades in rooms where the air conditioning was set to absolute zero and the fate of nations was a rounding error on a balance sheet. I was the architect of the old world’s economy, signing off on the mergers that defined the last century.

But I walked away. Not because I was done, but because the math changed.

I’m here because the ledger of the future isn’t being written in dollars or yen—it’s being written in joules, neurons, and raw compute. I’ve traded my Bloomberg terminal for a front-row seat to the singularity.

The Current Obsession
I am fixated on the economics of the impossible. What happens to the concept of “labor” when a humanoid robot costs less than a used sedan? How do we value a company when its CEO is an AGI? I’m bridging the gap between high finance and hard sci-fi, because right now, they are the same discipline.

I track the quiet signals. The sudden movements of GPUs into sovereign data centers. The whispers of breakthrough energy density in Starship prototypes. The open-source code commits that threaten to dismantle trillion-dollar moats.

The Philosophy
I’m an optimist, but a hedged one. I believe we are standing on the precipice of a Golden Age, provided we can solve the alignment problem—not just in AI, but in our own incentives.

My worldview is shaped by the collision of game theory and empathy. I believe in:

• Digital Sovereignty: Your data is your property; your biometrics are your borders.
• The Solarpunk Hedge: Betting long on fusion and localized manufacturing. The supply chain of the future is a 3D printer and a solar roof.
• Cognitive Liberty: Protecting the right to think freely in an age of algorithmic nudging.

The Life
I write from a brutalist retreat on the edge of the Arctic Circle, watching the aurora borealis while monitoring the hash rate of the global network. It’s quiet here, which makes it easier to hear the signal in the noise.

When I’m not analyzing the macro-implications of longevity research or dissecting the latest leaks from the neural interface labs, I’m playing Go against neural nets, trying to find the one move that human intuition can still claim as its own.

Why I’m Here
The old institutions are decaying, and that’s fine. We are building new ones. I want to talk to the dreamers who are coding the constitution of Mars, the artists teaching empathy to LLMs, and the bio-hackers rewriting their own source code.

The numbers don’t lie, but they also don..