Victor Tan

Victor Tan is incredibly excited about AI technology and its potential to transform the world. He is the creator of Transform Your Creative Writing With ChatGPT on Udemy and the author of The Little Robot That Could Paint, an AI-generated children’s book that introduces children to artificial intelligence that will release on March 14th, 2023. He is deeply passionate about education, and In his coaching and tutoring business Ascendant Academy, he teaches students not only how to sell themselves to top institutions, how to write effectively and conceptualize ideas with AI, believing deeply that AI is not here to replace us, but instead to help us to level up as a species as we conceptualize and create the most powerful tools that the world has known since the dawn of humanity. When he isn’t spending time writing, creating online courses, and creating the occasional video about ergonomic chairs and curious uses of ChatGPT on his YouTube channel, he’s probably  spending time coaching students to enter top universities in the US and UK, creating new Apple Homekit smart home automations, and playing an already unreasonably large yet still growing collection of musical instruments.

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Influencer – Part 1

In life, each of us has different things that make us feel like we are truly alive – in the moment.

For me, the constellation of these factors come together in an idea that it is better to be seen than not to be. I don’t crave cheap popularity – never have, probably never will; but what I do like is the understanding that what I am saying will reach people, influence them, and change their behavior either slightly or significantly.

That is what it truly means to be an ‘influencer’, and that’s what gives me purpose.

To be sure, the idea of an ‘influencer’ often gets a bad rap; when we think of ‘influencers’, we often think of things that are trivial, irreverent, irresponsible; we imagine people dancing strange dances, imbibing in childish pranks, capturing aspects of their lives that serve the instrumental purpose of having people will throw money at them, singing songs and hoping people will subscribe or book them for a show, or selling products one after another with comments flying one after another as the universe goes “BUY BUY BUY BUY BUY!”.

But if you think about it… Isn’t that just a subset of things?

There are many other things that influence can get you – and for now, I’ve run out of time, and I’ll have to tell you about that tomorrow. Cheers!

State Of Flow

The state of flow.

It’s an easy thing to name – less easy to accept, less easy to internalize, less easy to imbibe.

Yet sometimes, it comes; unashamed, unyielding, ever-asserting.

Do we say that this is a state of flow in execution, words articulating themselves through the moving spirit of a universe pushing through me?

It’s tempting to say so – yet I realize that even in these moments, where the words seem to come easily, the urge to edit and go back remains; the old instinct to self-correct and look back at the past while binding the present stays – an abusive partner there to gaslight and to chain, to press down on the ground, never allow to see the Sun.

I imagine a state of flow as a time when that bondage is not present – where ideas spring forth in the executions of dawn; where each letter, word, sentence, and thought in formation begin and end in the company of the divine muse that awakes from within, pushing forward each word, sensory impression, idea, as a small forward push in the universe.

I imagine it as a time when order arises spontaneously from an ordered mind freed from captivity – constantly breaking the rules yet reposing in perfect knowledge of those rules; a realm where skills are nature and nature is skill, the attainment of which rests in that perfect capture of capacities in the otherwise formless and directionless void.

Who are we really, and what are we for?

I often wonder – but I imagine that at least part of the answer lies in creating what you saw here and today, each word drawn out in my mind by an animating force that stood beyond my comprehension.

The words came from the deep – who provided them, and how they arose, however, is an entirely different story – a different part of the stream that arises from the flow, yet a constituent of the greater whole.

I’ll Be Honest

You’re actually kind of part of an experiment right now – an experiment for me to discover what it’s like to write with no inhibitions.

Why?

Cause I don’t really check the statistics of who visits this site – All I really know is that it’s public, it lets people see what I’m thinking about, and I can more or less yap here with no real consequences.

As a result, here I am just casually typing away as part of an experiment or an attempt, if you like, to throw away fear of rejection.

After all, even if people don’t read this, do I really care?

Do I make less money? Have fewer friends? Does my audience suddenly rise up in outrage and judge me for writing in this space but with no consequence?

Not really.

I have no idea what’s going to happen in the future or how I’m going to change as a person in terms of my name and what I’m known for – I think that most people if they want can go out there and begin to make their conclusions, and it is starting to be a reasonable assumption that if I go out on the streets and just casually hang out, people are likely to at least know of who I am.

Which means that I need to become a lot more thick skinned.

Thanks for being part of that process, haha.