Efficiency -> Low Energy

The issue with fixating on allocation, whether in schedules or factories, adjunct time and resourcing (social venues too even), sure, it’s practical, but it’s a race toward Low Energy.

If you ask anyone who does interesting (and difficult) stuff, whenever the question of, “would you do it again?” comes up, the answer is usually No.

“If I knew how difficult it’d be, absolutely not.”

“Do you know how many hours of my life I lost? I’d never start if I knew!”

Why did they do it then?

Well, because they didn’t think about it. And they don’t think about it, until you ask them the question. And after the interview is over they continue to not think about it.

They don’t think about how life is Finite. It was a simple fixation on whether it’d be cool, and they did it, and then they keep doing it and hope more cool things happen because of it. They look toward the (seemingly unrealistic) outcomes, not the energy costs. And from this, an infinite spring of youth dwells.

In contrast, when you spend all your time thinking about how you’re going to best allocate, to “deal with what you got”, then the outputs become assumed and unchallenged. Scope is constrained, you only have so much energy and time… It’s no longer a question of what we can do, but turns into how we will continue to do the same things. With better margins. There are no more dreams in an optimized reality.

Many lives fly away, in cost analysis and fretting about returns on investment because the world we live in is, after all, an Attention Vortex Devourer. In fact, an amusing phenomenon to prove this is whenever you ask someone, “what did you do today?” sometimes they’ll reply, “I don’t even know. Where did the time go?” Give enough attention away, and you can warp through time.

Of course the natural response to this is to be hyper-vigilant against these time devouring ad spinning chambers. To not let life slip away from you. Fit, smart, check the charts and here’s my smoothie recipe to fit 143 vitamins, one shot, and it’s only 5:25 sharp!

Still, a hyper-vigilant’s world has no more dreams, only quotas. The thought of doing anything seemingly novel and interesting (and thus most likely difficult) and they’ll check the charts, schedules, energy levels, and it’s a groan. “Do I have to? I’m already spread thin…”

Amongst the struggles of man so he may be forced to forge solutions where there aren’t any. Living in ways unfathomable a hundred years prior, pushing limits in the process. The ennui of already achieving health goals, quarterly statements toward a cushy retirement, and the banal manager reviews or vacations to Cancun, well, they aren’t dreams, but Guarantees and they become ordinary. It’s dull and, in some ways, dehumanizing.

If one wants to feel alive, and achieve their own slice of glory, and — the most ironic part — recoup on many more resources than to partition them out slowly, well, after you scale the Attention Vortex Devourer, perhaps it’s best to start an unreasonable trek of your own.

And as you leave a whole field fallow, of spreadsheets and protein powders, so one may ask, “why did you do it? This was so efficient!”

And you can respond, with awfully irrational energy, visions of a New Dawn flashing, “I do not care.”

“I began.”