Our first Lab Night, held on World Earth Day: five humans across four time zones, and an equal number of AI note-takers. The format invented itself as we went: a short framing, a round of introductions, then screen-shares of whatever each of us had built. By the end of the hour the gathering had a name.
David opened with the idea that holds the whole experiment together: the Collective is “a container for experiments.” Finding our purpose, he argued, is the most beautiful challenge we have the privilege to face. A hundred years ago you were born into a profession and died in it. Today the half-life of skills keeps shortening, which means you have to squeeze the value out of what you learn quickly, and keep learning. The Japanese concept of ikigai maps the search: what you are good at, what you love, what the world needs, what you can be paid for.
What was shown: the Collective’s own Discord server, planned and built by AI as the first meta-demo; a from-scratch consumer brand with an AI ad pipeline that compressed a month of content into three days; a journey from image generators to a full working microsite; a motorized pinboard that talks.
The debate that defined the night: why meet other humans when the AI conversation is always available? One member put it sharply: “I want to know it from you, not from Claude.” Nobody had a final answer. We decided the question itself was worth meeting for.
One norm stuck immediately: failing is an option. It is not a problem to try and not to succeed; on the other side of the first step there are many more.