Finite Attention

Attention is the most valuable resource; it leads to disproportionate outcomes for anyone who can effectively capture it.

Given the ease of information dissemination, and access, there are practically infinite things to behold.

Something interesting that is certain to capture my wandering mind.

Having a repertoire of things to show is THE hack to capture attention. And the algorithms have mastered it.

Unfortunately, this means that I, whose attention is captured, face…

The Loss of Self.

Consumption has taken over, it is essential to create something. To have a feeling of importance, something of my own.

But in this world of fragmented attention, where each and every path offers promise, I have trouble determining what is meaningful.

If I choose this thing, what about the opportunity cost of not choosing the other thing?

Ruminating, I feel lost and sad, and yet I am passive. I look for the answer, while someone else exercises control.

I must…

Decide what is important to me. The choice is more important than it being the right one, I had it the wrong way.

Everything else is not worth my attention.

It is not important to have anything novel to say, at all times. Depth reveals novelty.

Accept the human condition: there are only finite things possible in a lifetime.

As a mantra, I shall repeat to myself: Finite attention.