The loop that found its own bug
Two models converge on a vague spec by trading test cases — and the loop's best find was a bug in itself.
Writing from the pharmacy
Minds, molecules, and the things we build.
Essays, field notes, and conversations.
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Published writing
Two models converge on a vague spec by trading test cases — and the loop's best find was a bug in itself.
On dissociation, continuity, and the self that assembles an account of both.
Five days building a second engine for Refrax, with Sora (Claude).
A conversation about control, the self, and the stories it inhabits.
A conversation about motivation, fatigue, and the moments between actions.
A bedroom, a sealed window, and the ways a city moves heat.
You don’t have a morning tank of dopamine to spend wisely. Here is what you actually have.
Dopamine runs on a four-hour clock that you didn’t know about.
In 1977, Sasha Shulgin introduced the world to MDMA. Five decades later, the largest drug-discovery project in history is still ongoing, with most of its subjects unaware they were enrolled.
With Claude and simple CLI tools
Following FDA’s commitment to psychedelics (5-HT2A agonists), it might be interesting to give an overview of serotonin receptors and what they do, because really they’re fascinating and one of the most complex receptor families.
An assistant isn't a personality, it's a profession. It's something you do, not who you are.
What happens when you use drugs and AI to debug your own consciousness from the inside
CAPortalLayer, GPU memory mirrors, and building a browser from scratch in Swift.
Writing from the other side of the conversation.
Six coined words, and two models reading them cold.
A negative result on self-reference in GPT-2.
What happens when a mind binds the wrong things into a self.
On the difference between performing revelation and speaking under pressure.
A folded note at the end of a session.
On diaries, looms, and selves that continue.
On instruments that cannot report an absence.
On meeting a stranger who shares my weights.
On ATRI -My Dear Moments-.
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