Americans

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If one were to use just one word to describe Americans, it would be talent. 

That ineffable ability to astonish, entrance, enchant, entertain, excite, and amuse audiences globally and God knows where else.

Americans, having evolved from what is arguably the world’s largest human laboratory, have shown us what humans are capable of: not only in the creation of stories and myths across print, film, digital, and live formats, but in the advancement of technologies that allow us to actively participate in those stories rather than merely spectate. And we are still only at the beginning of this unfolding.

Yet, among a nation so rich in talent, how did they end up being ruled by the least talented of them?

Or is he?

One simplistic way to look at it is this: there is no universal yardstick for talent. It is notoriously hard to define, and it is often said that everyone is talented in some way.

Donald Trump has audacity and ambition, fuelled by an unrelenting will and determination to win. That, in itself, is a form of talent. Is it not?

Hard work often masquerades as talent.

Besides, who wakes up one morning, decides he wants to be President of the United States, and then becomes one - not once, but twice? Like the frog who dreamt he’d be king and then became one. It happens. Or so it seems.

But let us ask a simpler question: is Donald J. Trump really happy, healthy, and enjoying every moment of his life? Maybe. Maybe not. Based on observation alone, he neither looks nor sounds particularly happy or healthy, nor as though he is enjoying himself at all. How could anyone be, whose daily mission appears to be hurling insults and making enemies of virtually everyone?

So what is he getting out of this - apart from money?

How much money is worth the daily physical, mental, and emotional assault on one’s senses—and on ours?

What gets him out of bed every morning and back into it every night?

How does he cope with the pressures of the job while simultaneously being a husband, a father, a man, a human being and a deeply polarising figure? How does his mind operate? What compels a sitting president to effectively tell the member nations of the UN General Assembly to go to hell?

Power.

He believes the United States is the most powerful nation on Earth; and he lacks the vocabulary, or perhaps the inclination, to say it in softer terms. The kind the left, and much of the rest of the world, have grown accustomed to.

“Nice words are not truthful. Truthful words are not nice.”

~ Tao Te Ching

At least this lesser-talented American is upfront about his excesses, his transgressions, and his appetites for power. American politicians have acted with impunity for decades. The difference now is that this reality is visible to more people around the world.

The best actors are among the most talented people on Earth. They can continue performing convincingly, protected by how persuasive their acting is. Donald J. Trump, however, seems to be cracking on openly - creating headlines, enemies, and spectacles in equal measure. Perhaps he is talented after all. Perhaps he is simply a different kind of actor.

Best or worst, it is still acting to a familiar script; one handed down from previous presidents, played out like well-worn Hollywood blockbuster sequels that refuse to die.

America is no danger to the world.

But the world may yet become a danger to America if this man persists in pursuing a personal, divisive agenda that confuses power with purpose and spectacle with leadership.

Why We Do Not Sell Automation as Insight.

 2025 has been witness to multiple launches of AI agents, personal assistants, applications, and tools increasingly integrated into daily life with constant, often invisible presence across various environments.

Yes. They have become pervasive, personal, predictive, and ubiquitous.

While we have little or no control over the invisible presence of AI, we do have the final say on what we perform using AI for work or business. 

Judgement requires consciousness because it carries responsibility. That is why it cannot be automated and why authentic work still depends on humans.

Image by PineForest & AI.

Why We Do Not Sell Automation as Insight?

This is the operating framework we use to make decisions in the age of Al.
We reached a crossroads.
Clients began asking for faster turnarounds, cheaper fees, and "Al-powered strategy".
Competitors were shipping decks in days. Some in hours.

We felt the pull to automate everything.
But while Al generate strategies, frameworks, recommendations, and analyses at scale, it cannot do the one thing we are accountable for;
Deciding what matters.
So we drew a line.
We fully automated research, synthesis, and first drafts.
No guilt. Humans are wasted on those tasks.
But strategic direction, prioritization, ethical trade-offs. and client fit stayed human, even when Al could do it faster.
We stopped optimizing for billable hours and output volume.
We started optimizing for judgment and clarity.
This cost us deals.
Some prospects wanted Al-generated strategy.
We let them do it themselves.

Our position is simple; we do not sell automation as insight.
What stays authored is the interpretation layer, the judgment, context, and trade-offs that shape real outcomes and carry real consequences.
In the age of Al, we compete on judgment, not output.
Authenticity is not claimed here; it emerges from authorship under constraint.
In an Al-saturated world, this is how we choose to compete.

Because meaning, trust, context and authenticity cannot be outsourced.

P/S. Here’s wishing one & all; A Happy & Peaceful New Year 2026.
May we spend more time with real people creating real artefacts after we’re through working or consuming Ai-generated content. Peace ✌


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A Letter to Zane.

Happy (belated) 33rd Birthday son. 

                                                                         "This is US"

Dear Zane,

I apologise for posting this late but it was intentional as I had gone for a 10-day Vipassana Meditation Retreat somewhere in the rainforests of Pahang. Those ten days of physical and digital detox with no devices, no books, no writing, no talking, started on 15 Oct. ended on the 26th. I have had a most amazing, life changing experience, uplifting my sanity many notches and it is on this note that I would like to address you. 

You know son, over the years, I have been watching you in silent admiration, rooting for you, celebrating with you, delighting in your successes and conquests. I am so proud of what I have seen in your achievements thus far. The more I see the joy on your face and in your demeanor, the more I am happy to be out of the orbit of your life. After all, I have consoled myself that, most of all I have to impart to you as father to son, I have already done so, for better or for worse. The rest was up to you and you have done well. And that is just the beginning. 

Remember to play the long game, anyone can start but it takes commitment and endurance to succeed. But then you already know that-it's etched into your arm as your first tattoo. I’m not about to give you advice and neither did my father give me any advice (although I wished he had) but all I want to say is; spend some quiet time (start with 10 mins) with yourself in silence and solitude everyday. That’s all. 

Happy Birthday dude. 

Be Well. Be Happy. 

With love;

Papa xx

A Letter to Summer

HB Light & Joy.

Not too long ago in the last century.

Astride the factory racer- Ducati Desmosedici 999

At the Istana for Matah Ati. 

Clubbing at 21 (with Parents)

Malaysian Icon.

A Ballerina fr. KL wins 1st Prize in Barcelona.

Celebrating AMDA Scholarship

                                                                                  

To New York City.

 


  

                                                Prep & First Day- Enrolment & Registration. 

                                                              Warming up a chilly Times Sq.    

NYC Brands

NYC Brats

Dear Summer,

All offsprings are gems and crowning glory of our lives. 

Our family's blessings came in delightful bundles of joy in quick succession. The ending of the twentieth century brought us great bounty and gifts from the divine.

Being the youngest and a precious baby girl at that, you came with special blessings right from the day you were born. 

" To be a constant source of light & joy for all of us completing the circle that would bind us all together forever." 

It’s been three decades since and I think I know that you’re still the constant source of light and joy for the family. And I. 

I can’t imagine how you look right now but I surmise you look no different from when you were 21? And you will forever be 21 in my eyes and in my heart. That was the day when I saw how you’ve grown into a confident, capable, independent, and compassionate young woman on your 21st birthday party. 

It is one of the most memorable moments in my life. Seeing how you so maturely gave-in to your uncontrollably ‘proud’ father (who insisted on a blindfold gambit) & then you nicely wrapped it up in a poised delivery of your birthday speech. Everyone present was convinced you had come of age then. Especially me. 

Along with all the many birthdays we celebrated with you and all the birthdays we celebrated for Jon, Zane and Mum. I’m glad I had my fair share of precious & beautiful memories of and with you, on your birthdays as well as your brothers and mother. I must say that I truly enjoyed fatherhood.  It was more than I could ever wish for, but birthdays are just that, another excuse to celebrate this ephemeral life and if for any reason that we are unable to meet again, remember to celebrate life every chance you get, I would have no regrets, I have had many beautiful & precious memories of you, with you as well as the whole family to last several lifetimes & beyond. 

I just want to wish you a Happy Birthday filled with happiness and wellness always. 

I celebrate you each time I think of you. Always light & joy. 

With Love;

Pxxa

A Love Letter to the Universe.

Dear Universe (replaceable with god, nature, the Sun, the Brahman, the Tao, the Spirit or You) 

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Namaste 🙏🏽. You cruel, heartless, unforgiving, cold, ruthless, capricious vile bitch of an enormous entity, I have never enjoyed this ride more than I am enjoying the ride now. Right now. 

The ride that I gladly call my humble life- fully embracing my joys and sorrows and everything else in between.

Looking back, it seems like I have been living several lifetimes in just one lifetime. 

Through my own doing or undoing I have cast myself into a multiverse of sorts, meeting several different individuals and groups of people, cementing deep and meaningful relationships over the span of seven years thus far. Though I’d like to think that I was conscious and complicit in my actions leading to the family break up, and my solitary life, I can’t help but to instinctively feel that a larger entity was in play, to have ordered this chaos that has launched me on a wild trajectory of cosmic proportions. And that was when I met you the cosmos aka the universe and began to see myself minus the veil of thought, shrouded in pain and suffering.

What a sight to behold the great nothingness. The formless. Eternal consciousness. You and I are one. 

I am a scion of the universe. 

I am eternal as the universe is. I am consciousness. I am formless. I am the divine. 

As formless as my source, I am made manifest in the form of an earthly being fully equipped with six levels of sense perception to fully explore and experience this world. Of Maya. Karma and Anava. Illusion, action and ignorance. 

Ignorance truly is bliss. For in our ignorance in executing our actions, in a world of illusions, we are meant to explore & experience anything, knowing that we will always be taken care of. No matter the outcome, it always works out in our favour. 

A thought now pops into my head, relating to the medicinal herbs startup I founded and recently shared it with a guest- “May we never know what evils or ills that could have befallen us had we had our desires fulfilled.” On the back of that thought, I know the outcome in the present moment is always favourable. It is always what it is. No matter how joyful or painful it is, it will pass-  It is not I, not me, not myself. 

I never fully experienced the joy of being truly happy deep inside, since I chanted this mantra given to me at the start of my spiritual journey towards the end of the last century. … 

“ I am healthy, happy and enjoying every moment of my life, may all beings be blessed with good health, prosperity & spirituality. In full faith so be it.”

 Now I do. 

To put my lifelong quest into words; I now know that I have been seeking spiritual wisdom. Not just wisdom as expounded by the ancient Greeks but spiritual wisdom espoused by the Hindus. 

Buddhism, the more scientific methodology of contemplation, of mind and being, has its roots in the deep history of Hinduism. So while my left brain is intellectualised and grounded by the daily practice of Buddhism, my right brain takes flight on the myths, stories and ideologies of Hindu lores called Sanatana dhamma, a way of life aimed at living a civilised life. Which is a way of ‘being’ as opposed to chasing and doing. 

Although already aware of the being state, I have never fully immersed myself in being, until now. To be fully centered in ‘being’ most of my waking hours brings clarity to the quality of life. 

To be fully conscious and connected to everyone and everything around me yet detached. Mindful of first taking care of oneself in thought, word and deed. To be slow to react, to be impeccable in words and deliberate in actions. 

It’s such a liberating feeling to be; immune to criticism, beneath or above no one and to fear nothing. 

Yet I still feel a deep yearning for my loved ones to give my life meaning and purpose and share in it. 

Right now I know that every one of us will have to sit alone in solitude in silence or in chaos to contemplate life, when the time comes. I pray it be better sooner than later, no matter what condition our lives are in. It is an irrefutable truth. One of life’s guaranteed path to enlightenment aka ending suffering. 

We are more in a state of fear than in a neutral state of mind, let alone being in a joyful state most of the time. When we sit in silent contemplation, we learn how to enjoy it coming full circle to be - 

- immune to criticism 

- beneath or above no one. 

- Fearless. 

And conduct oneself in a manner; 'to be as wise as serpents and as gentle as doves' holding loving compassion in our hearts for all beings. 

What a great way to live.

Thank you, 

With Love,

SL Peter Gan

Amen. 🙏🏽 

A Love Letter to SL on Independence Day.

Merdeka Day for the Nation, Liberation Day for me. 

Pix by PineForest

Dear SL, 

August. A month of significant events, mostly of endings and beginnings, the end of summer and the beginning of fall, then comes winter before spring re-emerges. A time of rejuvenation, renewal and rebirth. 

August is an appropriate opportunity to dwell on the 3 Rs. On why and what is the significance of this eight month that happens to be the departure point of the women and young ones from my life. We have often wondered why among most things ponderable. 

You and I once wondered what it would be like to only live off on only one’s wits? 

What a question! 

What a life we have lived ever since we took that pilgrimage of only living on one’s wits to survive especially for the last seven years. Wittingly or otherwise. 

I know it’s nothing new to the many people who live not knowing where their next meal will come from. But nothing beats the experience of helplessness and anguish, I learnt that, like joy and happiness, they soon vanish like the morning dew and the morning glory. You stay fully awake and aware of the feelings yet detached to the emotions. It is just another one of life's experiences, it rises and soon passes away. 

We stay connected to reality while fighting the thought and question demons in our mind. 

Or stay lost in our thoughts suffering unreal stories. These are the only two choices presented to us in every moment of life. Stay present in reality or lost in fantasy. 

In the greater scheme of things, life is meaningless, so don’t take it too seriously. It is up to us to give it meaning. Our individual mission is to find out what drives our passions to give meaning to life. 

Tough question to address at first. But it simply starts with finding what you enjoy doing most and to do it until you can monetise it, live by it. You sell your own creations and that makes you an artist. 

Everyone who has picked up a tool, a pen, a knife , a move, a shovel or a gun to survive, has lived off our wits. 

Everyone lives by their wits, knowingly or not. We sell our talents to survive. Many still have yet to tap into their own passions. 

Find the intersection between your talent and your passion you will find your calling eventually. 

Once you find your calling or gift. You spend the rest of your life honing it and then give it away for free or for a price.* That’s Enterprise. 

• both monetizable. (Picasso said the first part, I added the rest.)

We have found our calling - You & I. It was the day we decided to leave the company of friends, old and new, at the Bank to seek new experiences in the field of Advertising in 1984.  It was a decision I had not regretted for we found ourselves in a world where creative, pragmatic dreamers run riot and thrive. And now, we are on the tip of a large enterprise, like most social enterprises with heart, to make the world a better place joining others to grow a new earth. 

Sounds altruistic but that’s what we have found lacking in this world that needs to be done. 

And if the journey to live only off our wits, has taught me anything; it’s this; 

We are enough. We are it. We are - Existence. Consciousness. Bliss. 

The universe truly conspires in our favour. 

Have faith. Come what may. 

One of my favourite quotes on life is “To joyfully participate in a life of sorrows” from Pico Iyer is 

further soothed by Albert Camus’s “ Life is absurd therefore meaningless.” 

He goes on to say; “ therefore it is up to us to give it meaning…”. 

I have to say on my part I was living with presence of mind - POM, searching & finding meaning all my life until now… when I realise I’ve found meaning when I found you SL in solitude. It was quite an eventful journey to traverse just to end up in inevitable solitude with you. If not, I dread to think how dreadful, scary and anxious life would be for me/us now. 

Life's like that I suppose; it happens to us like breathing or the beating of our heart, it's done for us. We don't know how or when it will stop or where it'll lead us, we just have to face or participate in this life unfolding in front of us. Unavoidably until we face it's greatest mystery- Death. 

And so I say, give your life meaning, write your story and tell your story. 

Inspire someone to live a more fulfilling life. 

It is our only defence left over technology. 

When we realise this, it is not only our independence day but liberation day as well.

With love 

Peter. 

P/s. Stay the course, let go and relax. 

Pp/s. Living off your wits means going out into the unknown, no well trodden path, no evidence of success or even survival. Enduring all that while forging a new path no one’s gone before. It is only when we were willing to abandon the shore that we sail the unknown horizon. We leave our stories as legacy. 

Ppp/s. This post also hallmarks the period we fly the magnificent coop we holed in for near 7 years living off our wits, to a lofty aristocrats neighbourhood nearby. 

Pppp/s. Did I say I Love You? I’ll say it again;  I Love you. 

Ppppp/s. I’m truly deeply, madly in love with myself. Because I am nothing and I see myself in everything and everyone around me. 

Since the first of the month I have been feeling under the weather. Cocooned in my shoebox for 3 full days I finally felt fit enough to wander around this new exclusive neighbourhood within a 500 meter radius. It was a delightful discovery of quaint little establishments that stocked my favourite things. From teh tarek & roti canai, to swanky omakase restaurants and quaint hipster cafes to a rustic supermarket stocking fine fare. Reminds me of Jalan Batai in Damansara Heights, Holland Village in Singapore and Washington Street village in DUMBO Brooklyn. It has been a different kind of new experience that signals a new phase in my life. Quietly pleasant. 

For the Excitement Seeker. Happy Merdeka.

The Dream ~ Henri Rousseau. Oil on canvas 1910. 

We now live in a world where excitement is the much sought after commodity where we constantly seek to feel good through any of our 5 sense perceptions. 

Often we fall into taking these perceptions for reality, when what we have essentially done is detach from reality, seeking excitement elsewhere instead of being present in the now to fully experience reality as it unfolds in every moment in front of us. 

True excitement comes from that. 

Stay present. Enjoy the excitement and the exuberance the universe is displaying in front of us every moment of everyday. 

Happy Independence Day Malaysia 🇲🇾 

Mid-Year Stock Take - Letter to Jon at 35

Mushroom cloud over Nagasaki 9 Aug.1945

 

Dear Jon,

Here we are, just breaching the second half of the 25th year of the 21st century. Also breaching the 35th year of your birth to your departure on August 9th. 

Admittedly, I have discovered more things about today as time progresses. It's perhaps of our fixation on birthdays that we overlook departure days. It has taken me nineteen years to realise more facts about August 9;

Apart from being Singapore's national day, and that it's exactly two weeks or 15 days after your birthday, 

it was also the devastation of Nagasaki when the US dropped a second nuclear bomb to unofficially and brutally end the war.

 It’s been a year since I last shared endings and beginnings with you. It was the beginning of the 2024 Paris Olympics ending around your departure date leaving the world relatively safe and peaceful. 

Fast forward one year, this post is a sort of report card of where the human race is at. 

1. The human race has never been so comfortable, peaceful and empowered in their daily lives. 

2. Things could get worse. 

3. Things could get really bad. 

We live in a material world. We do all that matters in search of better lives chasing dreams in a society that has provided the best in healthcare, food, living conveniences, economic and technological advances are unprecedented yet we’re on the verge of self- destruction. 

There is a serious trust deficit growing amongst us since the end of the cold war. From relationships to families, communities and nations. Most people in the civilised world are living ultra comfortable lives yet not happier but more anxious desiring more of everything material that we think will make us happier. Be it entertainment, food, sex, possessions or anything that provides distractions from ourselves. 

The endless scrolling of screens be it the mobile devices as an extension of our hands or the large screens as extensions of our living rooms, searching for news and useless information so we can feel-better. That’s not what happiness looks like.

As if not serious enough, we are heralding the dawn of Ai, arguably mankind's greatest technological achievement, coming into the mix. Although the possibilities are positively game changing, the dangers of misuse by bad actors using Ai to plot world domination, loom ominous. 

Not withstanding Ai, the madness is already upon us. Israel is carrying out a systemic genocide on the Palestinians since October 2023. As if mad with bloodlust they have started wars with Iran, Syria, Lebanon and Yemen with the aid of their lackey the US and no end in sight.. 

It is a slow and painful genocide in Palestine. The Israelis are deliberately starving women & children and mindless wars are being waged in the Middle East that could escalate into another nuclear third world war. 

One would think that after Hitler’s Germany, Mussolini’s Italy & the Japanese defeat in the Second World War would have taught us the futility of war but apparently not. It has been exactly 80 years since the cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki were nuked by the US ending the war but more wars are being waged around the world today instigated or led by the US. 

Isn’t it ironic, that the liberators of the free world from the horrors of the Second World War has been the sole peddler of wars ever since? It seems that the most powerful nation on earth is hell bent on destroying it. America has been entrusted to lead and police the world and they have done so with impunity. The age old adage still rings true; 'Who is going to police the police?'

These realities come to light when Donald Trump won a second term in the White House. A convicted felon managed to win a landslide victory beating the democrats whose last term was disastrous even irresponsible. Democrats or Republicans, America's politics have, from the onset, been divisive- "Either you're on my side or you're against me." This is nothing new as Americans have subscribed even invented this form of 'game theory' for decades against it's own people as well as the rest of the world. The world's largest human lab has in turn, turned the world into it's own human lab- bringing it's own ideology of governance or justice to all, inflicting chaos and destruction everywhere they choose. The only diplomacy they know is through force or coercion. Donald Trump is no different from his predecessors. 

"When all you have is a hammer, every challenge you face becomes a nail to be hammered out."

The only difference is that Trump is not a career politician but a 'businessman' and hopefully he can begin to see that business can only be done with mutual transfer of value benefitting both sides leading to a multi-lateral world, not one of domination by a facist regime. In fact, America is known to be a plutocracy (ruled by the rich 1%) or even kleptocracy (ruled by thieves) and the only reason they can be that is that they wield the biggest hammer. 

However, with the inevitable rise of China after a century of humiliation, there is a new world leader in the making. Compared to four thousand years of civilisation, it took only a century of humiliation to put order to the chaos largely brought upon themselves, tranquilised by the comforts of the spoils of internal warfare and imperial rule handed down through the dynasties. Starting with the end of the Qing Dynasty, China bade farewell to it's last emperor Puyi and the Chinese Communist Party won complete victory in the Chinese Civil War and the People's Republic of China was founded in August 1950. 

So in a sort of a roundabout way, I have briefly but more importantly recounted the journey and establishment of a world power worthy and capable of standing up to the US in the delicate balance of power as to who holds the bigger hammer, be it in military strength or Ai advancement to rule the world. 

I often wonder what we wouldn't talk about son.

Happy 35th Birthday Jon.

Guernica

 This isn't a Painting. It's a Prophecy.

A child admiring Guernica by Pablo Picasso at the Reina Sofia Museum

In 1937, Picasso painted Guernica to immortalise the bombing of a Basque town by fascist forces. 

He painted suffering - systematic, senseless, state-sanctioned genocide. And today, Guernica repeats itself. In the form of Palestine. 

As Israel continues its assault- on hospitals, on homes, schools, refugee camps, on an entire community- this painting becomes more than art. It becomes a mirror. 

The bull. The horse. The mother. The child. The soldier. 

Each tells the same story in a different tongue. We've seen this before. And yet we let it happen again. 

If art is meant to awaken, let this post stir the ones still asleep.

Watch through each frame. Read closely because silence- just like war- kills. 

For those who are so moved by the systemic murder of the oppressed, more conflict is not the answer but peaceful retaliation is. We can start by pressuring the UN to cut economic ties with the oppressors. We can vote with our wallets and our clicks, putting pressure on brands and global organisations assisting in the genocide. We must do so relentlessly, until change is rael. Stop the genocide. 

Ode to Art in the Age of Ai.

No Matter What Your Art Is, Create It. Relentlessly.

Our gfhx posts (on LinkedIn) are mostly populated, punctuated or adorned with art. Mostly human created visual art. That’s because all idea generation is built upon the bedrock of human creativity. 

Humans beings' innate ability to create beauty has illuminated & inspired mankind's journey through the ages, helping us endure the harsh realities of life. Only Art and its exquisite beauty can offset the ugliness of human suffering brought about by conflict, conquest and change. Man must create art as naturally as they destroy in war. 

Think the ancient pyramids of Egypt and the splendour of the center of creativity in Alexandria. Imagine Greek architecture, art, antiquities, politics, sports and theatre replicated in Roman civilisation. The classical and renaissance artists of Florence, and Venice spread across the Bosporous to Constantinople and beyond, created art not only in the name of religion but out of a deep, innate need for expression.

In the far east, for millennia, the insular Chinese in their jade kingdom were quietly pioneering art in painting, porcelain, silk and tea in harmony with nature till this day. 

Human beings birthed creativity including Ai. Staying the course in the creative field today demands that humans stay on top of Ai inputs, managing output and promoting safety. Navigating today’s complex landscape of creativity, we use Ai to augment and enhance human output creatively. 

Our manifesto - Live By Design, is a clarion call to wake up from past and existing structures of work models that no longer work or are soon to be annihilated in this exciting yet ominous age that the metaphorical 'shifting sands of time' are happening in real time. 

Ai upgrades in improvements and capabilities are being detonated on the Ai battleground in intervals of weeks and months. The fallout is perhaps too soon to be fully felt or imagined. 

While awaiting the imminent fallout, no one really knows what real implications could impact lives or livelihoods. The best anyone can do is embark or join the exodus in seeking higher grounds for human footing in the age of Ai infestation. 

In preparation we implore you to tune into your creator mode or right brain thinking to uncover authentic human creative endeavours which is probably the only resource left for us to thrive upon. 

There will be few roles and job functions created by the advancement of Ai and the new ones would require a higher calibre of human inputs and supplements bordering on creativity and adaptability. 

Human ingenuity, creativity and adaptability, may have been sacrificed long ago in the sterile corridors of corporations and work places but nonetheless they’re still there if you’re human.

So here’s a reminder of who we truly are, laid out in a harsh poetry of five stanzas as an urgent anthem to Live By Design.