somehow, i returned to sf.

eventually, i died.

but my spirit was never broken. i am reinventing myself, once more.

i did everything i could to preserve the spirit.

i wrote letters to myself.

i created tools for everything.

after leaving sf in 2024, there was a part of me that resisted all comfort.

it kept me from establishing roots anywhere but sf.

i refused anything that could give me comfort and safety in houston, denver, or austin.

because: it was not part of the mission.

the mission....

such a funny idea.

my mission is to connect the world using ai-generated experiences

a mission enforces sacrifices.

sacrifices you don't want to make.

sacrifices that hurt.

there comes a point where a sacrifice kills you.

i rebuilt myself as i was away.

i spent days in nature, creating new ideas and testing them.

lost in thought, running, exploring, writing, creating.

refusing to rest.

i burnt all the ships.

i left no backup.

i extinguished my oxygen.

and yes, i did die. when you break the glass and burn all the ships, there is an almost certainty that you will foolishly die a fool's death.

but you still live surprisingly.

whatever survives... is... the spirit.

and if you know why you're surviving, then your spirit is strong. it can grow even. once i found oxygen i got back to work. i realized that i was different. meant for something.

the sonar pinged a response back. someone else is doing what i'm doing.

time to mobilize.

we will need to meet them right where they are. we have the same thing. it will be a fight of willpower and drive. they are a giant.

each post in my blog holds hints as to what i was building.

but the biggest lesson of all is... stealth NEVER WORKS.

someone will always come out of stealth faster than you.

so that's the thing. you should just execute faster in the light.

full on attack.

after returning to sf i stayed in an airbnb and i met a guy from OpenAI.

i showed him what i was working on.

he immediately showed me his friend's new app: Gizmo.

they were founded in august, one month after i burnt out.

theirs was better. identical. public. funded. motion.

but better.

i need a better one. i will upgrade mine.

because the reality is, i didn't start from 0.

this is one of the few times in my life that i have an advantage.

that's just the nature of it sometimes.

i don't come from priviledge, or connections, and so i couldn't be in sf during the time i was building before them.

and because of that, i paid a price.

but this is not a reason to quit. it's a reason to dig my heels in.

to go to war.

i am here, now.

wars are not won with silver bullets. while businessmen prance and hypothesize of a clear 'uvp', or to make deadlines, or to spec out new mvps...

throughout my time in startups i've seen that illness.

it's a belief that you will only win if you just do... one thing....

wars are won with lead bullets. not a single silver bullet.

feature

after feature

battle after battle

its not over until the end.

to win a war you need allies.

i will stop at nothing until my enemy is stopped.