Viveu jovem e morreu livre

It is always very humbling to read such notes - the self-written post passing away letters. There have been others in hacker news, and they always make me think about life, about what matters to me the most and of course, what matters to others.

What struck me most about this one is that it spoke much more about the professional life then about the personal one. I would imagine that if I were to ever write one (which I won’t, cause I’ll live forever) it will be more on the side of outside work experiences.

Life is a beautiful gift, and it’s worth remembering that every day. Do what you love, do a lot of it, be kind to others, hug your cherished people, laugh, enjoy, smile…breathe.

I love you all, and hope you’re enjoying every moment of this incredible journey through the Universe on this floating space rock.

RIP

How would one employ a dead man's switch to post a blog entry like this?

Are there any services you would recommend?

I learned a lot about investing and index funds from his Getting Going column. A shame that he didn't get to retire on all of his frugally invested money. He was 62.

I often think of Speaker for the Dead.

My parents died just as I was entering adulthood many years ago. They were both kind/accidental iconoclasts with lives that were unusual to the tune of 1 in a billion, or really, discretely unique, like all people perhaps. They bridged eras, continents, cultural inertias, familial blendings.

I lost so much... everything really, when they died. I have so many questions I forgot to ask, so many things I forgot to write down.

People are important. Even people who go unnoticed can have weird and niche insights.

I think of ImageNet. People are far more important and their lives and insights far less uniform. We miss much by letting all these people go without hearing them, without trying to understand them.