By Edo Segal
I've been building things with machines for thirty years. Software, platforms, companies — the usual Silicon Valley arc. And for most of that time, I carried an assumption so deep I didn't know it was there: I shape the technology. I give it form. It receives my intention and executes. I am the sculptor. It is the clay.
Then the clay started talking back.
Not in the science fiction way — not HAL 9000, not Skynet. Something stranger and more subtle. I'd sit with a language model and describe what I was trying to build, and it would respond with something I hadn't quite thought yet. Not better than my thought, not worse — *adjacent* to it. As if the space between my intention and the machine's response
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