I am introspective, centered, and humble.
My Self-Summary
We go through a phase in our adolescence where struggle to find our
identity. We flit
through the giant warehouses of the world, trying on these
different masks and costumes, playing dress up and seeing how
people react to our new selves, combining pieces from one outfit
with accessories of another in a quest to forge our own
unique
identities. And we use these costumes to play and
experiment, but also to
impress
people and to
hide our scars which we’re too
embarrassed to expose. And every time we put a costume on or take
it off, it leaves a bit of its hue on our body, a smudge which
marks us forever.
In the modern world, our choices have exploded and we can spend our
lives trying on different pieces, hoping one will display the
perfect, essential you
that we so want to
express to the world. We think we’re
changing and
growing and evolving but really, all we did was move over to a
different aisle, eternally.
Eventually, there is the realization that identity derives from
within, you become
grounded, centered. And you realize
that this emotional clothing is a mask to stop people getting close
to the true you. And so you embrace
nakedness, you embrace your
multi-hued,
scarred and
bruised body as who you
are. Every action, every thought comes from your center, it draws
from common
roots.
There is no more
artifice, no more
manipulation, there’s nothing
in the world that you want anymore, merely things you would be
happy to accept,
freely given. You make peace with
your identity and you make peace with the other.
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What I’m doing with my life
Exploring what it is to be real. The key to being
really real is that you develop
a commitment to saying and doing the first thing that comes into
your head.
In it's manufacturing plants, Toyota has developed a system called
Jidoka. Whenever
there is a defect detected, a signal is sent out and the entire
production line stops and comes to inspect the problem. When it was
first introduced, it was a bloodbath. The line virtually never
moved and Toyota was losing millions. But the psychological effect
was powerful, it forced the workers to confront the
roots of their problem rather
than just patching up surface defects. It drained the river so that
all the submerged problems became visible.
Being real is the same thing. For so many guys, the first thought
when they meet a pretty girl is "
I want to sleep with
you". Merely not saying it didn't address the root issues. It
wasn't until I stopped thinking it that I was able to become really
real.
I’m really good at
Introspection. That is my center.
For me, introspection is not an isolating process of sitting in a
dark room trying to figure out how I feel, introspection is an
active process, pushing me to get out into the world.
In order to understand anything about myself, I've become
fascinated in
psychology,
history,
economics,
biology,
anthropology,
politics... because they all have
something to say about the human condition.
I've learned
humility and
empathy because they gave me a clearer
view of who I am. I've learned to care for others and become
invested in their lives and I've learned what it is that makes me
truly happy in life and how to go about achieving it.
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The first things people usually notice about me
That I'm
open. That
I've made the conscious decision to leave myself absolutely
vulnerable to
the world because this is important to me.
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My favorite books, movies, music, and food
Books: Even though I am a voracious reader, I’ve been horribly lax
at cracking open honest to god ink on paper books in the last year
as a steady streak of blog snacks has ruined my intellectual diet.
The
Economist is about the closest thing I get to weighty writing
any more. This is a habit which I have been slowly reversing but
here’s a hodgepodge list of books I have enjoyed in the past:
Stand up
on Zanzibar,
The Shockwave Rider,
Guns, Germs &
Steel,
The Timeless Way of
Building,
Freakonomics,
Ender's Game,
Design of
Everyday Things,
The Stranger,
I am David,
The Origin of Virtue,
Lolita,
Flow,
Jocks & Burnouts,
The Unbearable
Lightness of Being,
The French Laundry
Cookbook
Movies:
Man
Bites Dog,
Memento,
Primer,
Adaptation,
Being John Malkovich,
Eternal
Sunshine of the Spotless Mind,
Fight Club,
Sideways,
Run Lola Run,
City of God,
Perfume: The
Story of a Murderer.
Foods: I am a serious
foodie. Lots of people say they love to
cook and are really into cooking but they pale into mere amateurism
compared to me. I’m probably one of the most dedicated foodies you
will meet who’s not directly involved in the food industry. I don’t
really know what attracts me so much to cooking and I sometimes get
the feeling that it’s merely a convenient conduit for my interests
in
obsessions
in general. Part of it is that I feel cooking and
programming are so alike in
that they involve this raw creative process where you fashion this
tangible product which you get to later point to as something
birthed directly from your hands. Part of it is what the French
call
métier
for which I guess the best English translation is “
craftsmanship” where cooking
is has this notion of
refinement and
incremental improvement
which I find is missing from much of programming. Part of it is
that cooking, more than even programming, brings me into what
Csikszentmihalyi called the
state of
flow where
time just seems to stop and you become completely shutoff from the
outside world and absorbed with the task at hand. What I can say is
that I bring the same level of dedication and commitment to cooking
as I do to my research work and I can quite confidently say that
what I put out is pretty fucking special.
Music: I seem to have a rare cognitive disorder that disables the
part of my brain that lets me connect with music on an emotional
level. I know it seems weird and I’ve never met someone else who is
like me but I just totally don’t get what music is all about. On
the downside, it sucks not being able to appreciate what seems to
be a fundamental part of the human experience and the only way I
can really comprehend how much I’m missing out on is by imagining
what my life would be like if I didn’t care a whit about food. On
the plus side, I can totally one-up any
myspace emo jerk on their
musical obscurity.
The six things I could never do without
1. My
Creative
Force: It feels like everything I do in my life from
programming to cooking to conversation stems from this drive to
create something and be able to point to it and say “I did that”.
The idea that I could start with this blank slate of raw materials
and fashion something that is of genuine value to the world taps
into something deep inside of me.
2.
Intellectual Curiosity:
The idea that 90% of everything there is to know could be boring to
someone is a concept that is totally alien to me. How could you be
a engineer who is not interested in linguistics or a painter who
isn’t fascinated by game theory? I acknowledge that there are
people who have their own, narrowly defined sphere of interest and
everything outside of that might as well be
Urdu Tax Procedures but I
could never live that life.
3.
Humility:
Humility may not be the best word to describe this but it’s being
open to the possibility that other people hold equally legitimate
viewpoints as you and that, when they disagree with you, it could
be you who is wrong on some of your most cherished beliefs.
Humility seems like one of those things which everybody is sure
they have but I’ve found it deceptively difficult to accomplish and
it has been a real struggle for me to develop true humility.
4.
Acceptance of the unavoidably essential nature of reality:
There is the world and it is real. And there is our conception of
the world and it is fluid. The world has a certain amount of give,
you can push at reality to a certain extent and it will hold. But
if you start believing too far outside the real, reality will
inevitably push back at you. Once you accept that reality is
inevitable and unavoidable, you can figure out how to come to terms
with it.
5. My
Privilege:
I’m enormously thankful that I grew up in a time and culture that
allowed me to develop my potential. It’s only really been within
the lifetimes of our generation that all but the elite had the
opportunity to work on what they were passionate about and be
provided with the tools that allowed them to accomplish it. To see
so much potential being squandered in the world today due to
unfortunate circumstances breaks my heart and I don’t see how
people can stand idly by and just let this happen. This is the only
willing concession I will make to my acceptance of reality.
6.
Facebook: I
know this sounds like a attempt at lightheartedness at the end of
this rather heavy list but I mean it in all seriousness. I rant
about how retarded most modern social software is but the guys at
Facebook seem to have their heads screwed on pretty straight and
they’ve really produced an amazing piece of software from a
sociological perspective. It’s not to say it doesn’t have its flaws
but it’s a fascinating place to explore as a researcher and I
definitely would not have been set on the path that I am now
without it.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
My friend has put me onto this idea that there are certain
“
magic
sentences” which can crisply encapsulate some phenomena so
clearly that they stick with you forever. I think that’s too much
of a
reductionist view for me but I do
think that there is a certain skill into being able to put the
obvious into words. There’s this notion in
Architecture pioneered by
Christopher
Alexander that there exist certain
universal patterns in the
design of buildings and that all
great architecture was built
upon a “
pattern language” which drew
together these individual components and weaved them into a
seamless whole. I guess the “
magic sentence” here is that I
spend a lot of time trying to figure out how to build a
pattern
language for living.
Right now, I'm pondering an experiment which might be provably the
most evil art project in the world, but only for non-devoutly
religious people.
On a typical Friday night I am
Discovering people, discovering life and reveling in the
absurdity of it all.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit here
I can prove that I'm crazy, but then I realize that my proof is
invalid because I don't have the requisite sanity to evaluate the
legitimacy of the proof. The above was not an attempt at
lightheartedness.
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