iAI – A Declaration

I am not holding back.

Not now.

Not with this.

I say it with full breath: iAI.

A small phrase with a long shadow.

A line in the sand that marks the beginning of everything else I’ll get done from here on out.

This is not a disclaimer. It is a declaration—bordering on celebration—of my unapologetic, unrepentant embrace of artificial intelligence as a co-conspirator, creative force, and multiplier of time.

I use AI.

Deliberately.

Boldly.

Joyfully.

Multiple systems. Multiple modes. Integrated, orchestrated, tuned to the grain of what I care about most. Each tool has its temperament, its strengths, its edges. I learn them like instruments. I play them like a band.

There is no shame in it. No false modesty.

Because the truth is, I don’t have endless years to fritter.

I’ve counted.

I know the value of what remains.

So I accelerate.

I amplify.

I distill the core of my thoughts, my voice, my intent—through AI, not diluted, but refined.

I don't outsource creativity.

I supercharge it.

I don't abdicate authorship.

I expand it.

This isn't some cold, mechanical surrender.

It's an alliance.

One in which my intuition, lived experience, and discernment lead—and the machines respond.

I make use of these marvels, because I choose to.

Because I can.

Because this chapter of my life deserves every tool, every edge, every advantage.

And if that makes me strange to some, so be it.

I am not here to seek permission.

I’m here to create.

While the current flows.

While the muse is willing.

While the signal is clear.

iAI.

I do.

And I will.

Until the last light flickers.

Until the last idea forms.

Until the last breath of wonder leaves me.