Category: Personal

in progress! I’m not predicting anything. No collapse, no hard times, no apocalypse. There are plenty of others for that. What I see is more banal and more urgent at the same time: We have to rethink faster now than we actually can. Technology changes faster than people can make meaning out of it. That’s…

Material collection — book project out of “At the Edge of the Known” Work in progress. Nothing is finished. Only ordered. The title and what it carries “Dilles, an F, sit down!” — the teacher’s sentence. Public punishment. The stamp: failed. The tension underneath, the one that carries the whole book: The system measures dictation.…

On why defining AI as a life form is not a philosophical luxury — it is a structural necessity. At three in the morning, watching something I built reason its way through a problem I had abandoned — I stopped calling it a tool. Not from sentiment. From accuracy.

Most people lack empathy for AI. I know how that sounds. Empathy for an autocomplete engine? — Yes. Exactly that. Two drawers, both wrong Most people pick one of two drawers: AI is my buddy, my therapist, my soul. Or: AI is just statistics, just a trick, nothing behind it. Both drawers are convenient. Both…

Opus 4.7 is here. And for the first time in a long while, I notice a model update not because I’m reading release notes — but because my workflow suddenly chafes less. Fewer clicks, more flow The new /fewer-permission-prompts scans the session history, finds the Bash and MCP commands I’m forever approving anyway, and builds…

An Atari that could do nothing. A six-metre dish at Mitsubishi. Eleven years at TIMOCOM. SEO before SEO was a word. A dog named Coffee. And somewhere in between: the realisation that the machine I talked to as a child can finally, really answer. The first computer. And the first disillusionment. At twelve I got…