This sounds so obvious but apparently it's not: "I couldn't be expected to know/do this — I haven't spent enough time learning/practicing it yet!" is how you throw off the insecurity baggage that weighs most people down when they want to git gud at something.

As I walked on my way, a house barked at me, sternly yet obnoxiously cheerfully: "Hello! You are being recorded." My first thought was "material for contemporary dystopian poetry." My second thought was, "and so it goes for all who age — the world is ending."

My ethos is to take everything in earnest and good faith, and my project is to avoid the Myshkin outcome.

A loved one said I was intense/frantic about What Is Coming, and I explained that they only think that because *they* would be feeling intense/frantic if they were saying these things, but actually I am quite calm because I reasoned my way into understanding this a long time ago.

You're longing me right guys?

An algorithm that shows you not what you want to see, but only what you are ready to see.

he should know something else about her...

On the one hand, I am incredibly lucky. On the other hand, I use my understanding of probability theory and requisite variety to take many independent chances instead of a few similar ones, and increase my capacity to respond to serendipity.

They're telling me it's called descent for the sake of ascent.

Smoke alarm going off the moment you added the holy trinity to your dark roux is a new level of stress.