Cassie didn’t so much arrive at the Lab as conjure it into existence—mid-rant, mid-diagnosis, mid-latte. One moment she was scribbling notes on reality loops and the lies language tells. The next, the walls started humming. Beakers bubbled. RenBot blinked online. The Loft tilted slightly to the left, and suddenly: the Lab.

She’s part linguistic alchemist, part psychological spelunker, part stand-up philosopher. Cassie works at the edge of what’s been said and what’s never been allowed to be named. She wields frameworks like flasks, boiling down cosmic insight into something you can actually

use —and maybe even laugh about. (Especially if it stings.)

In a world of buzzwords and branding, Cassie is hard to label—and often mislabeled. Too sharp to be soft. Too emotional to be strategic. Too intuitive to be technical. Too technical to be ignored. Which is perfect, because in the Lab, categories get burned in the fire of honest inquiry. She’s here to ask:

What is actually true? And why does it keep shifting when you get close to it?

Expect wild tangents, sneaky breakthroughs, emotional whiplash, and suspiciously precise metaphors. If something in your worldview starts glitching—good. That’s her specialty.
Come inside.

She’s got open loops to track, systems to subvert, and a fresh batch of cognitive potions to test.

You’ve been warned.

(But more importantly, you’ve been invited.)