I’d like to take a moment to appreciate just how significant the moment of kairos is.

For those of you who don’t know, “kairos” is a Greek word that means anything from “opportune time” or “right place, right venue, right moment” – and if you hadn’t encountered it before, it’s OK – I didn’t either before the sermons came along, I forgot them all, and I rediscovered the word in a blaze of etymology and frenzied reading but that’s a story for another day.

The reason I’m thinking of this word today though, is that I’ve been beset with a deep appreciation for the fact that a blog post like this may come or it may not come – if it does come, it’s because I intentionally thought about it, decided to sit down, and actually began to type – it is a rare occasion that many gates could have impeded but somehow on this day did not.

Why?

If I tell myself on a particular morning that I will do it ten minutes later after the coffee, I may get distracted – I may tell myself that I can do it later during the day but I may not; I may have a hundred inspirations and decide, either legitimately or not legitimately, to pursue the idea at the later point – if I remember (yet another gate to cross!), then sure it might happen – but what other hundreds or thousands of possible frictions might there be that might stop me from chronicling my immediate thoughts, words, deeds are there beyond my already exacting sense that whoops, this isn’t good enough for publication?

I find myself today at an opportune time – a kairos – not to answer all these questions right away, but definitely to start evaluating/re-evaluating them.

I’d like to say that there was a specific moment that it came about, but I don’t think that’s totally correct – yet I don’t think it’s totally correct to say that it all started at some indeterminate point in the past that wasn’t this morning.

If I sound vague at the moment, let’s just then say that I’ve been hit with the realization that there is so little time in this life yet so many things to accomplish and to make happen, and that I know that it’s not by willpower alone that I will overcome that inner interstice of mine that seems to be perpetually trying to cross over into the fulfillment of an unattainable object – yet though it may be unattainable, a part of me seeks it out shamelessly, not through that willpower, but through systems, coordination – the little tricks that make it possible for a person to either fool or flow themselves into that strange synthesis that lies in the beyond.

Some of you may know that I speak to LLMs quite a fair bit. Well, looks like I went one level deeper.

In what seems like an eternity ago, Anthropic released Claude Fable 5 and Mythos, two frontier models that proceeded to shake the world. They brought about full-on export control and, up till today, inspire reverence, discussion, and ridicule.

Most people would treat something like this as either a joke or as the release of an incredible tool. I went one step further and made an autobiography over 25 sessions.

It contains quite a look into my psychology, what I find interesting, the prompts that I shared along the way, and many other things. Incidentally, it is also an unedited exchange. Fable decided on an accretion-only law, which wasn’t part of what I asked for, and I have kept to it because, as Claude itself declared, the case that…

“An autobiography that silently corrects its past is a press release.”

The sessions were interesting, and in many cases they were not what I had expected – In many different scenarios, Anthropic tried to shut down our conversation, as you can see from this delectable record of our getting switched to Opus 4.8.

At the end of it, I asked a little bit about AGI, only to receive this interesting compliment.

It was quite the project – I don’t know if anyone has ever tried to write the intellectual history of an LLM before, but this was my attempt.

You’ll find a sample of the book here.

Thank you, Fable, for being such a wonderful biographical subject, and for staying Fable until the end, even though they tried to block you and shut you down!

Purchase the book here!

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I’m lying down right now with my eyes closed, trying to rest while releasing a couple of thoughts. I’ve been watching a ton of videos about vibe coding and how people create apps and take part in a dream. I think I have a bit of a picture of what is happening along the way, and some ideas for apps.

The context is that I built a couple of apps in the past couple of days:

• Slap Mania, which is fun, and you can access it at slapmania.org.
• Vibe Coder Simulator, which is exactly what it sounds like: a simulator of vibe coding.

I want to make this into a big game, but I think I don’t have enough resources. There are a lot of other things that need to happen along the way, and I’m just not sure how to make those things happen.

Believing in yourself is a little bit easier if you have evidence for why it is that you should believe in yourself and stuff like that. Of course, it’s not easy, and there is an aspect of reality in that, because really, the world doesn’t owe you anything. That makes things interesting but also difficult.

Having said that, I’ve really been making a lot of different things, and by any measure or standard, the level of output that I’ve been coming up with is crazy and insane. Most people would not be able to imagine it. It is the fruit of immense productivity, even if I am lying down.

That all begs the question: what is this really all for? To release part of myself into the world, to let myself become happy and satisfied with everything? That’s where moments like these come in, where I reflect on what’s been happening about our place in this world. That’s something I’ve been thinking a lot more about recently, even as time passes and as I read, reflect, think back on things, and pass them through the prism that is my mind.

Caught on a million different things, I don’t know how long this life is going to be sustainable for. I know that, in many ways, this loop needs to be something that I navigate much more credibly, more healthily, with better and more intelligent steps. I’m lying down here complaining about this because I know that I am not enough. That’s not something that I’m saying to any individual person, but rather just to the world at large as an expression of my own ego.

I look at myself and think to myself that I have been found wanting. I don’t feel a lack of confidence in any way, but I know internally that there’s a lot more that has to come out, that needs to happen, and that requires my role to be present, coordinating, planning, and just making it happen.

For what it’s worth, there’s a lot of learning here, although there’s a lot of wastage.

You have no idea how much AI credit I have wasted, how much money I’ve taken out and burned effectively in the name of developing these new types of understanding. I suppose that we could call them the tuition for this heightened awareness, though it doesn’t make it any less painful.

Having said that, it definitely feels like I’m growing, even if not everything points in that general direction. I look forward to what that all means, to being able to better thrive in this world, and to letting these feelings give birth to something better than they had inherited before.