I'm building something interesting. A new way to leave more behind, expand your legacy, and change how we remember the people we love. Demo live.
https://t.co/2zJgNm0gxv
When we're gone, what's left of us? A few photo albums. A box of trinkets. That can't be the full story.
I'm building OurECHO - a system for human continuity.
Live demo - https://t.co/0Vczo1kw21
OurECHO - a place for what lives on.
@Printer_Gobrrr Beautiful execution! Love this idea!
- We once made a few prototypes using Nerds as well -
Bitcoin info ticker, moon man, LED tube lighting, a humidifier disc, and 4 port usb hub, all in a 3d printed box.
@dom_lucre In the meantime, I built a system to accomplish a similar goal. No donation of body parts required. Record your memories. Tag them. Link them to photos/videos. Chat with the system. Refine together. Teach it to mimic you.
Demo is live.
https://t.co/2zJgNm0gxv - Leave more behind
@sherifgjini https://t.co/2zJgNm0gxv - A system for logging/linking memories over a lifetime to build a complete picture of you. Pass down stories and memories that go beyond a photo album and box of trinkets. Leave a larger legacy for your loved ones. A piece of your existence continues on.
@noahkagan Built an ai system for human continuity, memory logging/analysis. Leave a legacy behind that is more complete. Let your voice resonate indefinitely with https://t.co/2zJgNm0gxv
Good, quick read that hits very close to home for me.
Alzheimers is one of the reasons I built https://t.co/CAx0IcJBAY - An ai system for human memory continuity.
Log and link memories into a "brain map" for future review, storytelling, or passing down when we're gone.
Demo live
Anonymous
Bought a jacket at Goodwill last Saturday. Ten bucks. Leather. Looked barely worn. Figured it was a steal.
Got home and checked the pockets before washing it. You know, making sure there's nothing in there. Found a folded piece of paper in the inside pocket.
It was a letter. Handwritten. Started with "To whoever finds this." I sat down on my couch and read the whole thing.
It was from a guy named Tom. The letter said he was donating all his clothes because he was moving into a care facility. Alzheimer's. Early onset. He was only 54. The letter talked about how this jacket was his favorite. How he wore it on his first date with his wife. How he wore it the day his daughter was born. How he wore it to his dad's funeral.
At the end, he wrote: "If you're reading this, you're wearing my memories now. Take care of them. Live a good life in this jacket. Make it mean something again. -Tom, March 2024"
I just sat there holding this letter from a stranger who gave me his memories because he knew he was going to forget them.
The letter had his wife's name. Linda. And a phone number. "In case someone wants to know the stories."
I debated for two days whether to call. Felt weird. Intrusive. But something told me I should.
I called. A woman answered.
"Hi, is this Linda?"
"Yes, who's this?"
"You don't know me. But I bought a leather jacket from Goodwill last week. Your husband Tom left a letter in the pocket."
Silence. Then I heard her crying.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you"
"No. No, you don't understand. Tom passed away three weeks ago. I donated his clothes last month. I didn't know he left letters. He left you a letter?"
I read it to her over the phone. Every word. When I finished, she was quiet for a long time.
"That's so Tom. Even at the end, even knowing what was coming, he was still thinking about other people. Still trying to make someone smile."
She asked if she could see the jacket. I drove to her house that afternoon. Brought the jacket and the letter.
She held it. Smelled it. Started telling me the stories. The first date. The day at the hospital. The funeral. All of it. We sat in her living room for three hours while she told me about a man I never met.
Before I left, she hugged me. "Thank you for calling. Tom would've loved knowing someone cared enough to find out the stories. Wear it. Live in it. Make new memories. That's what he wanted."
I'm wearing the jacket right now. It fits perfectly. And every time I put it on, I think about Tom. About Linda. About how a ten-dollar Goodwill jacket became the most meaningful thing I own.
Because last month, a man dying of Alzheimer's decided his memories deserved to find someone who'd care. 🤍
https://t.co/2zJgNm0gxv demo is live. Build your "ECHO," a system that can help you log and link your memories and personality, and extend a projection of yourself that "survives" beyond a human life.
Let your echo resonate eternally.
Added some new features and fixed a few layout bugs for mobile.
Getting closer. Still demo.
With OurEcho, we use indexedDB (for now) so your data lives only on your device. Switching to a new browser will create a different echo
https://t.co/Kqv0TPW2Ub - Leave something behind.
• be Soichiro Honda
• born a blacksmith's son, despises school, loves the smell of oil
• 1936: spends his life savings developing a piston ring concept
• pitches it to Toyota; their engineers laugh at him
• out of 50 rings submitted, only 3 pass quality control
• Rejected.
• pawns his wife’s jewelry just to buy food and materials
• goes back to school at age 30 to learn metallurgy, gets bullied by younger students
• sits in the back, refuses to take exams, tells the professor: "A diploma won't feed me."
• finally perfects the manufacturing process, builds a factory
• 1944: US B-29 bombers destroy the factory.
• rebuilds it from the rubble
• 1945: Mikawa earthquake flattens it again.
• realizes the universe is telling him to stop
• sells the wreckage to Toyota, buys a giant tank of alcohol, and does nothing but drink for a year
• wakes up broke, sees his wife struggling to pedal her bicycle to the market
• has a spark of madness: finds a surplus radio generator engine and straps it to her bike
• it makes a "bata-bata" sound; neighbors beg him to make one for them
• founds Honda Motor Co. in a wooden shack
• 1954: company is near bankruptcy, but he announces he will enter the Isle of Man TT (the deadliest race on earth)
• "I pledge my entire heart and soul to win this race."
• goes to Europe, sees German engines are 3x more powerful, returns to Japan to work 18-hour days
• returns to the Isle of Man and dominates the 125cc and 250cc classes
• decides to build cars; Japanese Government (MITI) bans him
• "Japan doesn't need another car company. Stick to motorcycles."
• sends the government a furious letter: "I will do it anyway."
• enters Formula 1 in 1964 just to spite the bureaucrats
• 1973: US passes the Clean Air Act; GM and Ford say the standards are "impossible" to meet
• Honda buys a Chevy Impala, flies it to Japan, installs his CVCC engine heads on it
• flies it back to the US, passes the EPA test with flying colors
• humiliates the biggest car companies on earth with a fraction of their budget
• dies as the "Henry Ford of Japan"
Success represents the 1% of your work which results from the 99% that is called failure.