Stepping Into The Living Dream

There’s little you can’t dream into existence. I truly believe that. And I can’t be sure if it’s true or if my temperament and lack of imagination predisposes me to think so.

What I mean is: what if my dreams are so sensible and achievable that I deceive myself into thinking that anything is possible. What if I’m not dreaming big enough to disappoint myself?

(Lo! But why would I dream of the preposterous?)

There further we amble into the 21st century the more I think humanity is turning its surroundings into a dreamland: death as a curable disease, machine super intelligence, energy production at zero cost, fiat debasement, parasocialization...

So much of the common worldview and lifestyle is still mired in the 20th century. My solution to escaping old regiments and habits, my approach to stepping into tomorrow’s dream is to go somewhere new, physically, and remap my approach.

It occurred to me this evening that I’ll be going across country next week to scope out a waterfront town in Florida for relocation and I haven’t even thought about it yet. Too lost in the prospect of yamanaka factors and age reversal, leveraging specialized LLM’s for this and that, wondering if the markets will correct in September or more like the end of Q4.

Some of these ideas won’t gain traction or capture my attention for long enough to matter, to be consequential. But relocating to another part of the US might move the needle.

If I plan to step into the dream of tomorrow in earnest I’d better start focusing.