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‘Thought Bubbles’ - Experimental prototype
No accounts.
Users can record a 15 second max audio file.
If they record over 15 seconds their bubble will pop and they need to start over.
Once they share their ‘bubble’ they gain access to a floating gallery of more bubbles (shared by other users).
Popping a bubble releases the anonymous audio message.
Once they finish listening, or cancel playback, they are returned to the ‘record message’ screen.
Edit: I’m making sure when I think of stuff, I quickly build it, and make it real. It doesn’t need to be in the app store, or even an app, it could be a blog post, quick diagram, keynote, pdf. The form doesn’t matter so much.
“Ideas are the true currency of knowledge work, and these can be delivered in “intermediate packets”— notes, outlines, drafts, prototypes—that emerge from short bursts of work.” - Thiego Forte
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Worst Case Scenario Journal
https://www.slideshare.net/joshclement/worst-case-scenario-journal
I’ve been toying around with this idea for ages.
Writing down quotes, notes, joining things together.
But it’s nowhere near production, or even validated.
The only thing going for it is that I keep thinking there’s some value there..
We’ll see.
How to not-think
Thinking is my natural state. But I don’t like to think.
That’s one of the reasons I meditate.
Meditation is an exercise to distance yourself from your consciousness, for a brief amount of time.
When you shut your eyes, thoughts flood into your mind, like a projector starting up in a dark room. With a little effort, you can relax and find a spot of tranquility, a smooth surface of a lake.
But as your attention slacks, thoughts rush back in.
For novice meditators, a helpful heuristic is “focus on your breath”.
It works, since it’s impossible to think while you are purely focused on your breath.
I do something similar when I swim, another a good place to not-think.
I count laps. I have to. Keeping track of the number keeps me grounded, like following my breath. It keeps me from floating up. Because when I start wondering if I’m on my 24th or 25th lap … or details of a strange conversation last night..and if I need to buy paper towels…
Then I’m thinking again.
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I missed not working and I felt the death loneliness that comes at the end of every day that is wasted in your life.
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