This reminds me that it’s hard for me to say where “I” am, in both space and time.
I read a story recently (which I’m going to butcher because I don’t remember the URL), about a great scientist who pulled a joke: after he died, his wife had a seance or used a ouija board or something, which told her to look at the first sentence of the 50th page of his book, and the first sentence was “<The author> loved to find creative ways to communicate with people.”
After people die, their belongings and home often contain an essence of ‘them’. I think that some people build great companies or write code or leave children or a community, that in many ways is an instantiation of parts of their person. If you enter my bedroom, you will see my thoughts all over the walls, on the whiteboards, and to some extent you can still engage with me and learn from me there. More so than if I were physically in a coma (or cremated).
So it’s not obvious to say “where” in the world I am and where you can learn about me.
I once stayed in Andrew Critch’s room for a few weeks while he was out of town. I felt that I was learning from him in his absence because he had all these systems and tools and ways that things were organized. I described it at the time as “living inside Critch’s brain for two weeks”, which was a great experience. Thanks Critch!
This reminds me that it’s hard for me to say where “I” am, in both space and time.
I read a story recently (which I’m going to butcher because I don’t remember the URL), about a great scientist who pulled a joke: after he died, his wife had a seance or used a ouija board or something, which told her to look at the first sentence of the 50th page of his book, and the first sentence was “<The author> loved to find creative ways to communicate with people.”
After people die, their belongings and home often contain an essence of ‘them’. I think that some people build great companies or write code or leave children or a community, that in many ways is an instantiation of parts of their person. If you enter my bedroom, you will see my thoughts all over the walls, on the whiteboards, and to some extent you can still engage with me and learn from me there. More so than if I were physically in a coma (or cremated).
So it’s not obvious to say “where” in the world I am and where you can learn about me.
Yes, I agree.
I once stayed in Andrew Critch’s room for a few weeks while he was out of town. I felt that I was learning from him in his absence because he had all these systems and tools and ways that things were organized. I described it at the time as “living inside Critch’s brain for two weeks”, which was a great experience. Thanks Critch!