Interviews

There is a specific question I refuse to answer. A question I get privately from members of the Limitless audience from time to time: How much money do I make doing what I do?

Here is why I refuse that question: I have no desire to dilute my field by producing a swarm of pseudo-experts who would, no doubt, awkwardly and melodramatically end up competing with me. The only reason to talk about my income would be if I wanted to sell you a course on how to 'get rich quick' as an Applied Neuroscience Strategist, like me.

But even if I created the greatest course on the planet about launching a lucrative career as a health or personal growth "influencer," the data is clear: 80% to 90% of the students would fail to achieve even moderate success, simply because entrepreneurship is just that hard. The fact that I’ve never released such a course should make you think...
We live in an era of endless digital pitches; gurus and influencers selling 'masterclasses' and 'blueprints' for day trading, crypto-investing, or building automated AI empires. But the big question you must ask when faced with these opportunities is simple: Why? If their niche is as profitable as the marketing claims, why are they spending their time selling you the map instead of just mining the gold themselves?

I don't sell 'secrets of smart drug dealing on the internet' course because I’d rather spend my energy doing the actual work that provides for my family. That is why I’m not in the pyramid-building business. I want you to carry that same nugget of critical thinking with you the next time you see a four-figure price tag on a profit machine pitched. Because the moment you stop questioning critically is the moment your 'Human Firewall' begins to crumble.

Codex Immortalis Aspirantis is a Latin phrase I invented, which means "The Code of the Aspirational Immortal."

You can think of it as a Biohacker twist on a phrase and concept I love, "noblesse oblige" - the obligation of nobility. The idea that privilege entails a great and weighty responsibility. Responsibility to edify not just yourself but society. Responsibility to influence. Responsibility to be a rudder when those you love endure the storms of life. Responsibility to not just leave a legacy, but to be around to maintain its foundations.

You may be falling short of this. Here's why...
If you're into Biohacking and anti-aging, you're an aspirational immortal. But I'd challenge that the scope of your ambition might not match the potency of your aspirations.
Your aims should include goals measured in not just months, years, and decades, but also centuries.
This is your call to action to start thinking a lot bigger. As a person who aspires to live as long as you want in brilliant health, you're probably underestimating what you might accomplish in your life.

There's a trite piece of advice that every man has heard a thousand times, and is bored of hearing: Choose a woman for her character, NOT her beauty.

This old bromide applies, of course, generally to everyone in choosing a romantic partner, but men in particular ignore it.
And I won't repeat that advice.
I contend that the savvy seducer can get both virtue and beauty in one package.
That's what I did, and I wrote a 500-page book about how to make that magic happen.
How to seduce the enduring affections, passion, and commitment of a virtuous woman; a philosophy that resulted in a happy seven-year marriage and a beautiful baby that she is singing to in the other room while I write this very sentence.
Recently, I finished a book that makes an almost comically perfect companion to mine: Venus Fly Trap — the memoir of a man who seduced the enduring affections of a succubus from the ninth circle of hell.
I’m speaking metaphorically. Just barely.

"I knew it was killing me, but I also believed that the monster I was drowning would overtake me if I stopped. I tried various ways of controlling it, always failing eventually. My fight against drugs and alcohol was all-consuming and exhausting. In moments of exasperation, I cut my wrists and prayed for the courage to cut deep enough to let all the pain out. Luckily, I could never drive the knife that deep."

That's a passage I found chillingly eloquent from a chapter that Dr. Aleksandra Gajer contributed to the book Triumphs of Transformation. In it, she lays bare her struggles with vice and her long personal and professional path through traditional medicine to reclaiming agency, health, and happiness by eight foundational lifestyle pillars, which we'll get into in this wide-ranging discussion of the science of health and the art of transformation...

Is beauty vain, or is beauty, instead, a philosophical treasure that refracts the potency of our inner life force?

Is physical beauty something we've programmed to respond to by the 5000 ads a day? Is the obsession with one's own physical beauty a sign of a deeply corrupt soul? If all you have to offer is that which you did not earn, you'll be terrified to lose it. Is the lustful obsession with physical beauty the way of what appears to be a man, but is really an animal?
OR is physical beauty a gift from the divine (or evolution if you prefer)? A reward for when we draw nearer to the most metaphorically divine act, that of creating new life in our own image.

It's all too easy to call the woman vain who spends hours before the mirror fixing her make-up. Mainstream self-help pop culture would call her insecure for the way she frets over how her attire falls on her form. Surely, she must be compensating for her intellectual shallowness or bad childhood when she rouges her lips.
But what about the health-conscious Biohacker - who spends hundreds of hours a year in the gym shaping their physique? Who never misses a day without their collagen supplements? Who shines beautifying wavelengths of red light on their skin every day?
The Biohacker who dares to defy human condition: grow old, grow ugly, and die - long thought of as nonnegotiable. The Biohacker who spends a small fortune on sophisticated anti-aging supplements and tools for the fight to become a beautiful immortal, have they merely multiplied vanity by delusion?

Last year, I wrote a Sci-Fi/Cyberpunk novel about Biohacking and philosophy, wherein exotic solar particles - tachyons - harvested at CERN, in Switzerland, are used to alter consciousness and dramatically enhance human cognition.

And, science fiction doesn't remain fiction for long. For the past two months, I've been on a cognitive enhancement stack, IgniCognition, unlike any I've tried before: it contains Ignitons (which is not just a cool marketing name - it's short for eNPQ quasi-particle), which are tachyonic solar particles originally discovered at CERN.

So you can think of Ignitons in the same vein as neutrinos or the Higgs-Boson particle; something almost infinitely small that is passing through you at this very moment. Ignitons are transmitted by active stars, like our own. And in fact, you may have gotten an extra dose of Ignitons in late January of 2026, just a few days before we recorded this, as the Aurora Borealis lit up the night sky as far south as central Europe. (There's another connection to the fictional events of my book!)

The gut-brain connection is deeper, weirder, and far more literal than we ever imagined. For years, we’ve been told that our 'gut feeling' is just a metaphor for intuition. But recent science suggests that your gut is actually a 'second brain'—a complex neural network of 100 million neurons that can operate entirely on its own, independent of the one in your skull.
We aren't just talking about digestion; we’re talking about a bidirectional superhighway where bacteria in your colon produce up to 90% of your body’s serotonin and significantly influence your levels of GABA, the primary neurotransmitter for calm. Essentially, the 'critters' in your gut might be the master puppeteers of your mood, your sleep, and even your cognitive clarity.
But as the market for 'gut health' explodes, the gap between marketing claims and clinical reality is widening. I interview Gabe Dough, the founder of Good Bru. 

Pain is a prison for many.
Pain from our bodies: necks, elbows, knees, and backs that cry out without rhyme or reason.
Pain from a universe that seems intent on punishing us.
Pain from the hungry ghosts of personal history. The pain of the past that insists on being ever-present.
Pain can be a teacher, but a harsh teacher whose instruction often remains mystifying.
Pain is a constant companion for multitudes whose bodies refuse to relent in tormenting them.

New science, thinking, and innovative practices are erasing the line between physical and emotional pain. The predicament of pain demands radical thinking. Dr. Hany Demian is a doctor who has made it his life's work to liberate the suffering from pain - he's a regenerative medicine pioneer, CEO of BioSpine, and a former trauma doctor, whose work is transforming how we understand recovery. He's a hardcore Biohacker himself, and he's actually going to take some of your questions about pain at the end of this podcast.

My whole life, I've been told that the first year of parenthood will be the hardest year of one's life...

That you'll be badly underslept all the time.
That the hectic overwhelm will devour every spare moment.
That you get not a spare second of "me time" to devote to staying sane.
That you get "new mom" or "new dad" brain: happy yet forgetful, irritable, and foggy.
That your productivity in your career or extra-curricular pursuits drops off a cliff as you muddle through each day.
But with almost four months under my belt as a brand new 40-year-old dad, my experience has been very different. Being a parent is easier than I expected.
This year, I've managed to write two books, my income has increased while my working hours have decreased, and I manage to work out and make love to my wife a few times a week.
This has got a lot to do with the productivity hacks I've had in place for years, but it's also due to my stack of health habits and the Nootropics almost constantly flowing in my blood. The obsessive Biohacking and self-care stuff that can seem, perhaps, self-indulgent becomes a 1000% validated when one embarks on the grand adventure of parenthood.

And this should have you questioning the other thing you've been told a thousand times: that with advancing age comes inevitable decline. Might that also be something that was once the non-negotiable human condition, but now - hackable?

Let's get wildly hypothetical and utopian...

Imagine an Anarcho-libertarian future wherein philosophy, reason, and science prevail.

The cathedrals of corruption looming over every nation, governments have been replaced by direct democracy on an unhackable blockchain. And with the absence of the state, perverse economic incentives, monopolies, and dogma in healthcare.
In that future, will traditional allopathic medicine and healthcare be relegated to the dustbin of history and replaced entirely by frequency medicine?