Well, hello!
I’ve spun up this little robot website, with which I’m going to start pointing little notes and cat photos. To mark the first post, here’s a photo of one of my cats.
Thank you for stopping by!
~Mat
Reflection: October 2026
The torrent of thoughts and voices—those voices which perhaps originate from our forefathers—each represent a strategy that would work. In some contexts, the more cruel and defensive modes would help a person survive. In others, more gentle and forgiving tones would allow us to build families. But when played together, the resulting mess leaves us with to real sense of what we should do. In that, daily life devolves into an endless set of calculations, and calculations are run, and need not be divined by our emotions. In that, we find ourselves becoming totally devoted to a horrible contortion of the stoic mindset—living the best life possible, by calculation.
How else do we manage to survive this torrent except by absentmindedly wandering. The “distracted critic” has become our time’s most common personality. Hours and hours of distracted stimulation, where thoughts are discarded within seconds, lest they lead to any action that actually motivates us to venture beyond anything sedentary. Hours and hours, thought by thought—it never ends.
