Emi Linds

Human-Centered Creative Technologist exploring Growth, Identity, and Intelligent Innovation
A lone figure stands atop a glowing cube with cosmic elements rising into a starry sky—symbolizing visionary outsiders who transcend systems.

To the outsiders within

This piece is part of The Human Margin, a series of letters and reflections on the humanity in work, growth, and meaning.

A letter for the ones who were called “too much,” when they were simply tuned too finely for broken systems.

Originally shared on LinkedIn as part of The Human MarginRead the conversation here


You were never built for cookie cutters.

You’ve always seen through the system too fast and read the room in a way that made the room aware of its own dysfunction.

So you translate your clarity into language others could digest.

Sanding your edges. Softening your wisdom.

Dialing it down, just enough to be let in.

But here’s the truth:

You process on a quantum level, holding contradictions in superposition,

collapsing complexity into insight faster than the room can follow.

You understand truth exists on a continuum.

The mere act of measurement proves the uncertainty of it all.

You understand the world is a stage,

and most are stuck reading from someone else’s script.

So you make it a good show… not to perform,

but to re-enact the superficiality of it all.

You’ve been called intense, odd.

But what they really meant was:

You couldn’t be predicted.

You weren’t misunderstood because you were unclear.

You were misunderstood because you short-circuited the system.

And still, you choose to show up,

because that’s what you do.

You don’t follow rules, you reimagine possibilities.

You don’t follow consensus, you move from understanding.

And when systems try to flatten you, you don’t break.

You adapt. Until the moment arrives when you rebuild it all from the inside out.

No box can hold your light,

and even when it’s exhausting, even when you’re five steps ahead and still explaining the basics…

You keep showing up.

Not because it’s easy, because you know,

making yourself small would mean they have won.

If no one’s said it lately,

Your wiring isn’t flawed, it’s the future.

And one day, they’ll look back and call it

genius.

From a mother, friend and advocate.


🔗 This piece is part of The Human Margin, a series of letters and reflections on the humanity in work, growth, and meaning in the age of intelligent machines.

I write to honour what rarely gets named.

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