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- **Roles:** Concept Designer, Researcher, Socio-Technical Architect, Developer, 4_1_1_entrepreneur_founder Smartup Zero
- **Focus:** Collaborative systems, democratic governance, human-centered innovation, MANET (Mobile Ad Hoc Meshnetworking), EU-based sovereign technologies
- **Based in:** Netherlands/Portugal
- :material-linkedin: <a href="https://www.linkedin.com/in/robbert-schep-636029b/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">:octicons-arrow-right-24: let's connect</a>
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## :heart_on_fire: What drives me?
??? tip "Simple, my unborn son Otis Leo"
Dear Otis,
You won't be born yet when I finally hand over my work to the world. You are still safe in the belly of my dearest and most beautiful Sarah, your proud mother. She is taking a nap on the couch while I finish the last few kilometres of a two-month coding marathon. At the finish line, I will start the big Smartup Zero experiment for the third time. I have tried twice before. Both times half-baked. Not well prepared. I didn't have the right environment, angle, or tools. This time, a lot is different. The biggest change? You. You are coming, and I want you to enter a world where I have been able to add a reason for hope. That is why I dedicate all my work, ideas, and research to you and your mother. Your mother will make sure you are born healthy. I will make sure the world is a little healthier for you. That is my hope, that is my dream.
??? tip "Simple, my unborn son"
Dear O,
You won't be born yet when I finally hand over my work the world. You are still safe in the belly of my dearest and most beautiful S, your proud mother. She is taking a nap on the couch while I finish the last few kilometres of a two-month coding marathon. At the finish line, I will start the big Smartup Zero experiment for the third time. I have tried twice before. Both times half-baked. Not well prepared. I didn't have the right environment, angle, or tools. This time, a lot is different. The biggest change? You. You are coming, and I want you to enter a world where I have been able to add a reason for hope. That is why I dedicate all my work, ideas, and research to you and your mother. Your mother will make sure you are born healthy. I will make sure the world is a little healthier for you. That is my hope, that is my dream.
Hope is nothing without a good strategy, O. In the world you are born into, strategy seems to have been lost. People hope for the best but know better: there is nothing we can do about it. People are good by nature, but you should know that our nature is easily corrupted when we get isolated. And that is exactly what has happened since the beginning of the new millennium. We have been slowly but surely stripped of our authenticity, identity, and above all, our collectivity. We are social animals. Never let anyone tell you otherwise. We are made to live in small groups; that's when we are at our best. That's when we make the best decisions and can take on any challenge. Take away that collectivity, authenticity, and identity, and what remains is an insecure, easily influenced creature that allows itself to be commanded, directed, and frightened. On the surface, we humans have evolved enormously, but if you look closer, we are docile sheep that do exactly what the shepherd dogs bark at us to do. Those shepherd dogs, in turn, only listen to their shepherds. They are the richest people in the world. You won't see them behind their high walls. They have grabbed all the money and power and are doing everything they can to keep it that way and get even more. Always wanting more. And that while they know perfectly well that soon there will be no pasture left to live off. They don't care because they won't need the pastureland anyway. They already have their castles ready.
Hope is nothing without a good strategy, Otis. In the world you are born into, strategy seems to have been lost. People hope for the best but know better: there is nothing we can do about it. People are good by nature, Otis, but you should know that nature is easily corrupted when people are isolated. And that is exactly what has happened since the beginning of the new millennium. We have been slowly but surely stripped of our authenticity, identity, and above all, our collectivity. We are social animals, Otis. Never let anyone tell you otherwise. We are made to live in small groups; that's when we are at our best. That's when we make the best decisions and can take on any challenge. Take away that collectivity, authenticity, and identity, and what remains is an insecure, easily influenced creature that allows itself to be commanded, directed, and frightened. On the surface, we humans have evolved enormously, but if you look closer, we are docile sheep that do exactly what the shepherd dogs bark at us to do. Those shepherd dogs, in turn, only listen to their shepherds. They are the richest people in the world, Otis. You won't see them behind their high walls. They have grabbed all the money and power and are doing everything they can to keep it that way and get even more. Always wanting more. And that while they know perfectly well that soon there will be no pasture left to live off. They don't care because they won't need the pastureland anyway. They already have their castles ready.
I know, Otis. It sounds like a horrific reality, and it is. Few people dare to face that reality, and even more consciously look away. It's easy to lose yourself in alternative realities, all those screens in our lives, all those fictional worlds. I want you to know, Otis, that I haven't done that. I've been staring at that reality for a long time and first tried to define it carefully. Then I devised a strategy for how we could change that reality, and now I am going to implement that strategy. I have come to a core insight that I have made the essence of my working life: if you give people different tools, they make different things. It sounds simple, but it is not. When I was growing up, our world changed drastically. After 15,000 years of using analog tools to understand and shape the world around us, we suddenly started using digital tools en masse. Whereas the analog tools belonged to us (the hammer was mine), the digital tools belonged to someone else. I only had access to them via a computer that often wasn't mine either. This seemingly innocent nuance has been decisive in robbing us of our authenticity, identity, and collectivity. It is what has isolated us, made us naked and vulnerable. We now paint what is expected of us to paint. My generation has become addicted to these digital tools. I have become addicted. Now we are slowly but surely losing the will to fight.
I know, O. It sounds like a horrific reality, and it is. Few people dare to face that reality, and even more consciously look away. It's easy to lose yourself in alternative realities, all those screens in our lives, all those fictional worlds. I want you to know, O, that I haven't done that. I've been staring at that reality for a long time and first tried to define it carefully. Then I devised a strategy for how we could change that reality, and now I am going to implement that strategy. I have come to a core insight that I have made the essence of my working life: if you give people different tools, they make different things. It sounds simple, but it is not. When I was growing up, our world changed drastically. After 15,000 years of using analog tools to understand and shape the world around us, we suddenly started using digital tools en masse. Whereas the analog tools belonged to us (the hammer was mine), the digital tools belonged to someone else. I only had access to them via a computer that often wasn't mine either. This seemingly innocent nuance has been decisive in robbing us of our authenticity, identity, and collectivity. It is what has isolated us, made us naked and vulnerable. We now paint what is expected of us to paint. My generation has become addicted to these digital tools. I have become addicted. Now we are slowly but surely losing the will to fight.
Not me, Otis. I became increasingly steadfast in my idea. It just became increasingly difficult to implement. My ideas for creating a new toolset were so radically different and meta that I found less and less connection to our existing system. I was a system-change architect trapped in a system that refused to change. I was a system change architect in a system that couldn't be changed. That's how it often felt. It felt like there was no place for me. I turned inward and became increasingly fragmented in my mind. I described myself as a postmodern astronaut. I couldn't return to Earth. But when Sarah told me she was pregnant with you, I was instantly brought back to earth. You motivated me to try again. But this time, I would set up the whole experiment myself. In such a way that it would meet my own values and principles. What I have created won't change the world by itself, but it can build the tools you'll need to change the world. The time is finally ready. This is for you, Otis.
Not me, O. I became increasingly steadfast in my idea. It just became increasingly difficult to implement. My ideas for creating a new toolset were so radically different and meta that I found less and less connection to our existing system. I was a system-change architect trapped in a system that refused to change. That's how it often felt. It felt like there was no place for me. I turned inward and became increasingly fragmented in my mind. I described myself as a postmodern astronaut. I couldn't return to Earth. But when S told me she was pregnant with you, I was instantly brought back to earth. You motivated me to try again. But this time, I would set up the whole experiment myself. In such a way that it would meet my own values and principles. What I have created won't change the world by itself, but it can build the tools you'll need to give it a fair shot. The time is finally ready. This is for you, O.
your proud father,