This post is for my parents.
Over the years, as they have seen me grow up, branch out, move out, move away, they have repeatedly asked what it is that i do. And my erstwhile answer, writing software, is ever more inaccurate. Yes, i do write software, but i do so much more, too.
I have always been an avid reader, I love to communicate new ideas, I cheerlead things that are below the radar. At the same time, I am much more interested to start than to finish. I love the first 20%, I loathe the last 20%. I am impatient, restless, driven.
I am passionate about knowledge, networks. I freely give away. I drink from the fire hose.
Serendipity is my drug, tunnel vision my kryptonite. I seek out the big ideas in every field that will reveal its treasures to my inquiries. I synthesize, recombine, mutate. infect.
As the ideaspace and the meatspace overlap in curious and intertwingled ways, as the virtual engulfs the real, I break open the floodgates for abundance where scarcity and drought prevailed.
I peddle in stigmergy, gfn, emergence, memetics, acceleration, bootstrapping, osmosis, power laws.
I am a trader in ideas.

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