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Indeed. Not only that, but it can be a lived experience. One sees that the need for something called "time" is actually an invention of the mind, and totally unnecessary. I know this sounds bizarre and like mystical woo-woo, but when it's seen, it's the simplest and most obvious thing in the world.

You certainly don't need a grad degree to understand the math behind entanglement or basic QM!

Wow. Did you get super early covid or was there another cause? Same here on the sleep thing!

Thanks for the empathy and for the tip!

The brain fog is hardest to describe. One symptom is that I confuse things much more easily now. It's like the resolution on concepts has gone way down. Instead of remembering a specific fact about a specific country (that I recently learned and resolved to commit to memory), for example, it's "some Middle Eastern country... or maybe it was African, but somewhere over there... did this thing where... something medical. Or maybe scientific." It makes socializing really hard. While using my multimeter recently, I convinced myself that voltage and resistance were the same thing, because they both fell into the "electrical" bucket in my brain. Even scarier, the double-checking mechanism failed, so that I didn't detect the absurdity for a while. It only resulted in a blown fuse, but I can imagine this kind of confusion having much more serious consequences.

As for physically, I just get winded much more easily -- and it's not the kind of winded I used to get, where if I pushed through, my body might complain but gear up to meet the challenge anyway. I just hit a brick wall where my heart and lungs won't give any more, either immediately or over the long run.

I've seen a mild improvement cognitively lately, though not sure why.

Yes (that I know of). Jan '22.

Jan '22 here. I'm sorry to hear that you're not finding the answers you need either.

That's me. One of the hardest parts is that people assume I'm just lazy, because how else could someone be as out of shape as I am? But the truth is that I love intense exercise, and even still try to do it. The body just doesn't respond any more.

Yep. People think I'm exaggerating when I say I've developed dementia. It's pretty intense (and terrifying) on the inside, but I've found ways to compensate to appear vaguely normal on the outside. Look, I'm even using multisyllabic words here!

I also have the profound cardiovascular deconditioning described in other comments. So many hopes dreams flushed down the toilet, but people assume that I'm just lazy and stupid. My heart goes out to the millions with this condition who aren't as privileged as I am. At least I have savings and family to fall back on (as well as a large cognitive reserve).

AMA, I guess!

This point cannot be emphasized strongly enough. Having known him personally, he does not have the same kinds of qualms as most of us here.

There were several others on that team with similar (or greater) degrees of insight and execution, none of whom got paid anywhere near that kind of bonus.

I'm trying to be as vague as possible here so as not to identify myself, but I knew him fairly well. I can tell you it wasn't just a mistake. Anthony doesn't have the same... qualms as you and I.

Fair comment.

Levandowski made it clear on more than one occasion of his admiration of some explicitly sociopathic tendencies. More than a few people noticed and talked about it. I'm not sure anyone did anything -- except, perhaps, his nanny apparently.

There's a bigger conversation in there I'd like to have, but I haven't sorted it out in my own mind, and I'm sweating even writing this much.

Throwaway and being intentionally vague for obvious reasons.

I knew Anthony some years ago. It was clear to me from day one that not all was right with his way of interacting with the world.

I suppose his nanny apparently had enough emotional intelligence to pick up on this and enough situational awareness to take notes.

I wish there were a safe way to share this, especially if it turned out to be useful in any way beyond schadenfreude.