Cantor's Paradise
I dream of countable infinities, that's why I sleep so rough"You wouldn't believe how stupid these guys are, that's why they make so much"
They're happy to hold the desert one grain at a time. I don't understand
On the other hand I grasp at the dune. It slips through my fingers
Löwenheim tells me to give up, and Skolem explains
"The dune is uncountable, least of all by you -- stupid"
I dream of paradise, and sleep soundly tonight
7/5/26: Lately I've been getting a lot of advice about the action gap. The happiness of your life is inversely proportional to the distance between thinking doing, so they say. No amount of thinking about it will teach you more than experiencing it, they say.
It's difficult you know, to have both the crippling fear of messing up and the arrogance to believe that I'm smart, special, and can think my way out of everything. This "information age" doesn't help, either. In any case, I deeply respect and envy people who just stumble their way forwards and do incredible things with their lives. Also, should we really call it the "attention age" now? They say attention is now the most valuable commodity. And "attention" is literally the mechanism that drives LLMs so it seems apt...
