In late 1995, when I was 6 or 7 years old, my father brought home what felt like a spaceship: a brand-new microcomputer running Windows 95, a printer, Microsoft Encarta, a massive 15-inch monitor that weighed approximately the same as a small planet, plus the classic keyboard and mouse. š„ļøš
We werenāt connected to the internet yet. In France, for most families, it basically didnāt exist at home⦠or only in a very rare, almost mythical way. And still, even back then, I could feel it: this wasnāt just a gadget. It was the beginning of something revolutionary.
The funny part is⦠we didnāt really know what to do with it.
So we did what early explorers do: we experimented.
We typed a few letters and short stories in Microsoft Works.
We entered two or three phone numbers in a spreadsheet.
Then we printed it all out like it was a masterpiece, and we were proud. šØļøāØ
At the same time, we kept asking the real question:
āWhat are we actually going to do with this computer?ā
Because it was expensive. Like⦠more than 15,000 francs expensive. That was serious money.
But one thing was immediately clear to me: school would never be the same.
With Encarta, I could build my homework and presentations differently. Youād insert the CD-ROM, and suddenly you could search knowledge. Not flip pages. Not guess. Not wait. You could explore. šš
That feeling, back then, was pure magic.
Then came the turning point, somewhere around 1996 or 1997 (the exact year is blurry, but the feeling isnāt): I got my first internet subscription.
It was Wanadoo, 20 hours per month, 120 francs.
Expensive, limited⦠and absolutely worth it. š
It blocked the family phone line.
It was slow.
It was fragile.
And it was a door opening into a new world for us, young people in France.
Suddenly there were online chats, the first real websites, pages about video games, early news, little corners of the web where you felt like youād discovered a secret civilization. š¬š
There was no ADSL yet. No āalways onā.
You connected with a 56K modem, and installing it felt like a mission worthy of a movie. Sometimes it worked. Sometimes it didnāt. Sometimes⦠you got the legendary Windows 95 Blue Screen of Death and you just sat there like: āAlright. Not today.ā šš
And then: Windows 98.
A new computer. A new era.
I moved to AOL for a while too: 50 hours for 99 francs. I still remember it clearly. And around 1997ā1998, I was already spending time on chat networks like AIM. Back then, that was not ānormal lifeā. That was science fiction becoming daily life. š
Then ADSL arrived.
I remember switching to 512K in late 1998 or early 1999.
Today that number sounds funny, but at the time it was like upgrading from a bicycle to a rocket ship. ā”
All of this happened right before the year 2000, when everyone was talking about the Y2K bug and wondering if the world was about to glitch like Windows 95 on a bad day. šš§
It was a wild time to be alive.
And for me, it was more than nostalgia: it was the moment I learned how it feels when the future arrives quietly⦠and then suddenly itās everywhere.
And hereās the part that hits me today:
Iām experiencing that exact same feeling again with Artificial Intelligence.
The same goosebumps. The same intuition. The same āthis is bigger than what people currently realize.ā
LLMs, autonomous agents, agentic workflows, reinforcement learning, auto-scaling, auto-learning⦠the whole āagenticā world is starting to reshape everything, even if the average person doesnāt see it yet. š¤š§©
But I see it.
And I recognize the pattern.
Because Iāve felt this before:
I felt it at 7 years old, staring at that heavy 15-inch screen.
I felt it again when the 56K modem screamed its weird robotic song while stealing the phone line.
I felt it when ADSL arrived and the internet stopped being a āmomentā and became a place.
And now I feel it with AI: a world opening up with less friction than ever before. A giant leap in capability. A ānew gameā entirely.
This isnāt just storytelling.
Itās not just a motivational post.
Itās just sincerity.
A kind of honest, brutal clarity:
Iāve been āplugged intoā these worlds for about 30 years, in one way or another. And itās not stopping anytime soon. šāØ
So yes⦠letās enjoy this moment.
Letās build. Letās learn. Letās explore.
And honestly: thank you to everyone whoās part of this journey, who stays curious, who tests, who shares, who ships, who keeps pushing the boundary between āimpossibleā and ādone.ā šāØ
And for me, this isnāt just a feeling anymore, itās become something concrete. In the same spirit as that first Windows 95 setup and that first 56K connection, Iāve just released MT5_Liqbot_AI_v10 (Liqbot AI v10.9.1), a self-learning, agentic trading engine built like a real āAI brainā, an ensemble of models, reinforcement learning (PPO), sequence prediction (LSTM), meta-adaptation, plus a Groq-powered assistant for real-time reasoning. š¤ā”
Not as a promise of outcomes, but as proof of direction: the future isnāt coming. Itās already compiling.
The future is opening again.
And some of us recognize the sound of the door. šŖā”
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