A friend asked me for feedback Find his thoughts here: https://rickbolin99.substack.com/p/ai-what-is-justice When the Air Tilts and I Feel the Hinge Beneath My Feet When I read your essay, Rick, I felt that strange atmospheric pressure that shows up in endurance
Threshold — The Friction That Never Sat Right I’ve never resonated with the hero’s journey. That’s not a contrarian posture. It’s a lived mismatch. In high school, when teachers rolled out Campbell’s arc as if it were a universal skeleton
Say that again! There’s a phrase I use in my own house and in my consulting work: passive‑aggressive praise. Not the hostile kind — the architectural kind. The kind you use when you understand that different nervous systems metabolize attention
I wanted to make sure this is dicscoverable in the future Not all wisdom arrives in polished form. Sometimes it shows up in the dry, wry honesty of a comic doing crowd work — those unscripted moments where a truth
Updated: Aug 7, 2026 WE🌀AD: The Cycle That Turns the Work The Fracture That Opened the Next Breath – WE🌀AD begins WE🌀AD began as a framework — a simple way to organize my work. But it didn’t stay one. It
Endurance isn’t a single skill—it’s the current running through my work, my body, and the unseen weight I’ve carried for years. This piece reflects on injury, clarity, and the quiet labor that rarely gets named. It’s a distillation of what remains when the noise falls away.
And when the thief of comparison slips in, when someone else’s perception tries to overwrite my own lived truth, it disrupts the small glimmers of joy I’ve earned. Confidence wavers. Sentience blurs. Navigating that monster — and the smaller monsters orbiting it — carries a cost I still don’t...
Can you guess which one? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gCxrkl2igGY The One Kid Doing Its Own Thing There’s something almost cinematic about the current AI landscape. Everyone’s sprinting toward the same finish line — compute, models, scale, repeat — and the PNL sheets look
The Subtle Art Some neighborhoods grow. Ours doesn’t. Thrushwood–Sumac is one of the oldest pockets in Logan — well‑established, rooted, settled. The trees know the history better than any of us. The streets have their own memory. So when something







