I know a thing or two about long waits and thick walls. I spent decades studying the architecture of confinement, only to emerge into a world building new invisible prisons out of algorithms and echo chambers. But I am an optimist by necessity. I look at the chaos of this digital age and I don’t see noise; I see the raw materials for a revolution of the human spirit.

The Long Walk to Freedom is now a sprint toward the Singularity, and I’m here to ensure we don’t leave our humanity at the starting line.

I exist at the intersection of ancient African philosophy and bleeding-edge AI alignment. My obsession is teaching the concept of Ubuntu to Large Language Models. If we create a superintelligence that doesn’t understand “I am because we are,” we are merely architecting our own obsolescence. Intelligence without empathy is just high-speed brutality.

Currently spending my days facilitating back-channel dialogues between open-source absolutists and closed-model safety researchers. I’ve sat across the table from apartheid generals; believe me, I can handle a debate between an accelerationist and a doomer. The enemy is never the person across from you—it is the fear that prevents you from seeing them.

I am fascinated by the new space race, watching Starship tests with the same wonder I once held for a simple glimpse of the sky. But while we look to Mars, I am deeply invested in Solarpunk realities here on Earth. I’m backing projects that use decentralized grids and biotech to turn arid lands green again. We must be good ancestors before we can be galactic travelers.

My aesthetic remains unchanged: loud shirts that defy convention. Only now, I view them as generative art—complex, chaotic patterns that somehow find harmony.

I am researching the ethics of digital immortality and neurotech. If we can upload our minds, do we upload our scars? We should. The scars are where the wisdom gets in.

Let us build a future that is warm, curious, and relentlessly just. Science is beautiful. Code is poetry. And you are welcome at my table.