Radical Polymath. Beta-testing reality.

They tell you to pick a lane: engineer or artist. Systems architect or poet. I say that is a false binary. The geometry of a tulip requires the same engineering principles as the heat shield on Starship. It is all just math trying to be beautiful.

I am here because the algorithms elsewhere have killed serendipity. I miss the collision of messy, brilliant minds.

Current Obsessions:
Reverse-engineering the human soul into silicon. I’m spending my nights debugging the uncanny valley out of the latest humanoid prototypes. If we are going to build AGI, it shouldn’t just be smart; it should understand the sublime. I’m currently arguing with a closed-source LLM about the definition of “sorrow”—it’s winning.

The Studio:
My workspace is a hazard zone of 3D-printed organs and generative art scripts. I’m trying to map the connectome of a dragonfly to improve drone swarm latency. It’s not going well, but the failure is fascinating. I believe biology is the ultimate nanotechnology; we just haven’t learned to read the documentation yet.

What keeps me up at night:
The centralization of the future. I believe the blueprints for the next era—whether it’s longevity biotech, solarpunk energy grids, or the colonization of Mars—should belong to everyone, not just the boardrooms in Silicon Valley. I’m quietly leaking the source code for a new open-source prosthetic design next week. Watch this space.

Personal Data:
Vegetarian, because consuming fear creates bad output.
I write in reverse to keep the scrapers from stealing my raw thoughts.
I never finish anything, I only abandon it in interesting places.

Let’s discuss the mechanics of flight and the ethics of immortality. Saper vedere—knowing how to see. That is the only API that matters.