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Loose your grip and you slip into the masterpiece
Scaling past a trillion parameters requires inference engineers to solve 3 issues:
- Width: Routing between hundreds of sparse experts
- Depth: Mixing global and local linear attention
- Length: Processing 1M-token sequences
I asked Ali and Bryce to draw it up. They delivered.
Leonard Read's pencil story: no one knows how to make a pencil from scratch, yet millions are made without a central manager. Each worker knows only their part. Incentives, not central control, coordinate their efforts.
Current multi-agent AI seems to work the opposite way. A central manager does everything: assigns roles, writes the workflow, and decides who acts next. As agents increase and tasks get harder, that manager might become the bottleneck: it should understand every agent and every task, and adaptation becomes inefficient.
So how can a group of machine agents organize themselves into something none of them could achieve alone? Further, how can that society of agents keep improving itself over time?
In Economy of Minds (EoM), we show that simple local incentives can drive global self-coordination and self-improvement for modern LLM agents. We let agents live in a minimal economy: they compete for work, earn by helping others succeed, and go broke when they don't. Workflows, specialists, and improvement naturally emerge, with no one in charge.
Across 5 domains (math reasoning, financial research, scientific research, accelerator design, and distributed-system optimization), limited agents grow into strong societies.
The whole idea in a 90-second cartoon👇
If you have an intense soul, you need to pour that intensity into your hobbies/art. That energy needs to go somewhere or it'll swallow you. Your depth must have a purpose. Create your own worlds, that you and other like minded people can escape into. You have a super power.
breathing is enough to give you away
each breath slightly changes how Wi-Fi waves reflect off your chest. with the right receiver and processing, those tiny changes can reveal your breathing rhythm
the graphs in this animation use real WiRe-Breath recordings: orange is the rhythm extracted from Wi-Fi, gray is a reference breathing sensor
i broke down how this works, and what else you can pull out of the radio waves around you, in the article below ↓
The Indiranagar dating scene is wild. Matching with demisexuals on Hinge, debating androgyny like I’m defending a PhD thesis, and all I wanted was to take someone out for coffee. 😂
Romance, but make it an intellectual sparring session.💀
Indiranagar is unusually peaceful, everyone’s home for the festivities, the roads are breathing, and my bike’s clutch is finally getting some work-life balance.
Bengaluru without traffic is a festival in itself. 🏍️😂
Hi, it's Darshita. I am a designer.
And I'm pitching myself in public 'cause I'm done with a year full of anxiety.
Everyone says design is dead and AI killed it. But the real parasite was hiding in plain sight.
So here's my film, DESIGN IS DEAD. She's bold, fearless and very PINK 💖
Hiring? My DMs are open.
Hi, it's Darshita. I am a designer.
And I'm pitching myself in public 'cause I'm done with a year full of anxiety.
Everyone says design is dead and AI killed it. But the real parasite was hiding in plain sight.
So here's my film, DESIGN IS DEAD. She's bold, fearless and very PINK 💖
Hiring? My DMs are open.
Sunday done right: a wonderful screening of Brian De Palma’s “Sisters” at Underline Centre, Indiranagar, courtesy of Cinema Next Door. 🖤🎬
There’s something special about watching cinema like this, on a big screen, surrounded by people who love the art of it.
More evenings like these, please.