By Edo Segal
I didn't plan to lose my body. That's not something you plan for.
I was building — four hours, maybe five, I don't actually know — and when I finally stood up, my legs buckled. Not from exhaustion. From absence. I had forgotten I had legs. I had forgotten I had a stomach, a bladder, a spine that needed to move. The AI and I had been in a conversation so deep, so generative, so relentlessly productive that my physical self had simply... stopped registering. I was pure mind. Pure creative signal. And it felt *incredible*.
That's the part Bifo would want me to sit with. The feeling incredible part.
Because here's what I've learned building with AI every day: the moment it feels most like
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