Lilé

Ex model, ex corporate. Now, just me.
Exploring life love through psychology and experience.
Sharing what I find.

[Lilé @LilevanderW]

@galacticidiots Not quite strangers, not quite home,
a language only they have known.
Fingers brush, then pull away,
hearts that speak but lips won’t say.
Strangers caught up in between,
a whispered ache, a love unseen.

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The View From Nowhere.
What's left when no one else is watching?

I'll tell you...

Click the link below.

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The water that pollutes you is poison;
The poison that purifies you is water.

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@beyou_1208 Thanks, that means a lot. I've been writing, I just haven't been publishing and posting much of it. Who knows, I might again some day...

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The machines can finish your sentence, but you’re the one that gets to write your story.

Being Human in a World Of Machines

Every week in my newsletter, I reflect on what it means to be real.

To be authentic. To be honest.

To be human.

But lately I’ve been wondering what that even means in a world that keeps speeding up.

Through technology we are surrounded by miracles of speed.

I can video-call my dad from anywhere in the world.

I can play chess with a stranger at 2 a.m. when I can’t sleep.

I can generate an image, outline a book, or get an answer to almost any question instantly.

It’s incredible.

And yet I catch myself speeding through things I enjoy, as if getting to the end faster will make them more meaningful.

So I keep asking myself:

Why are we in such a rush?

Technology compresses time.

Things that once took weeks, months, or years now take seconds.

AI pushes this even further, compressing thinking, creating, and deciding for us.

But human life doesn’t compress the same way:

We can’t rush trust.

We can’t accelerate grief.

We can’t shortcut connection or push feelings.
These things happen at their own pace.
They resist optimization.

And still, we keep trying to speed everything up.

But toward what?

We don’t actually want to reach the finish line faster, do we?

We don’t want to die sooner. We still have our whole precious life to fill.

So why are we so obsessed with compressing it?

I don’t deny there are real advantages to technological advancement.

It leads us to more (and isn’t that what we always want?)

More speed → More experience → More expansion → More intelligence → More advancement → More technology.

Which leads to:

More speed, more experience, more expansion….

A cycle that endlessly repeats and that doesn’t have a natural stopping point.

It just keeps accelerating until… well,

the heat death of the universe, I suppose.

It’s the logic of exponential growth. But it demands that we trade depth for breadth.

The promise of “more” might be seductive.
But what if all this speed prevents us from feeling more, even as we get more done?

Today we can zap through the world.

We can be almost anywhere on earth in under 24 hours. A journey that once took months is now one plane flight away.

So we can travel more, see more, do more.

But visiting 10 countries in 3 months versus traveling slowly through one country on horseback isn’t just a logistical difference.

It creates a different kind of understanding.

This isn’t nostalgia. (Or maybe a little. I’m getting old).

It’s a question of what kind of humans we want to be.

In last week’s newsletter I spoke of the “everything-is-fine-but-you-still-feel-empty”-state.

Acceleration and constant stimulation don’t fix that feeling. They actually make it worse.

When speed becomes the main metric, our focus moves from presence to output.

A slow walk where you feel the sun on your face.

A conversation that wanders for hours with no agenda.

An idea that slowly evolves in the back of your mind.

Knowledge that comes through lived experience.

These aren’t inefficiencies. They’re where life happens.

I don’t think technology is evil (yet). It’s incredibly useful. But I’m not sure it makes us more human.

And that is the part we need to protect.
AI is powerful because it thrives on patterns and acceleration, but humanity has always lived, at least partly, in uncertainty.
In not knowing. In waiting. In creating something from scratch.
That’s where originality and aliveness are born.

I’m not saying we should reject technology, but we should protect what it means to be human from optimization.

So that we are the ones living, instead of outsourcing life to a machine.

Because the acceleration won’t stop. It just keeps going.

Yet meanwhile, here we are.

With hearts that still beat at the same pace they always have.

One Step Toward the Real You

This week, choose one thing, and do it the slow way.

On purpose!

Write a paragraph by hand instead of typing.

Think about a question for a day before asking AI.

Let a thought stay unfinished for a while.

Notice what happens in the friction.

Slowing down isn’t morally superior, but it might help you hear your own, deeply human voice.

Without having a machine attached to it.
One Thought Worth Keeping

The question is no longer whether AI can write like Shakespeare.

It’s whether we should outsource everything to machines, just because we can.

We don’t need to get to the end faster.
(Remember: heat death. Not ideal).
Take your time.

With love,

Lilé

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“See,” Ochwiay Biano said,

“how cruel the whites look. Their lips are thin, their noses sharp, their faces furrowed and distorted by folds. Their eyes have a staring expression; they are always seeking something. What are they seeking? The whites always want something; they are always uneasy and restless. We do not know what they want. We do not understand them. We think they are mad.”

I asked him why he thought the whites were all mad.

“They say that they think with their heads,” he replied.

“Why of course. What do you think with?” I asked him in surprise.

“We think here,” he said, indicating his heart.”

Excerpt From Memories, Dreams, Reflections.
Carl Jung

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@somagneticwrote @alexeixbt Efforts out of spite are never positive, Lydia. I'm 100% in agreement.

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The whole Western world seems to suffer from stress driven by fast-paced lifestyles, constant connectivity, high expectations for success, and the pressure to balance work, relationships, and personal well-being. We need to reassess what constitutes success, not an achievement or productivity, but a balanced life.

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@guideforlovers Metabolism changes as one gets older.

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@LensScientific The older I get, the more confused I feel. The more I try to understand life, the more I'm lost.

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@purelivn No such thing as certainty.

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@philosophymeme0 No such thing as a life that's better than yours.

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@matthew_labosco If someone doesn't have the ability to make big life change. How can they still lower stress?

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@LeadersJunction Same inputs.
Same habits.
Same decisions.

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@DeepPsycho_HQ Almost anything can become useful. The situation matters less than what you do next.

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@PhysInHistory School trains memorization, not understanding.
Which is why most people forget everything right after.

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@mindsetmachine Sometimes falling is the only way you’re forced to move in a different direction.

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@Dearme2_ Excercise