The Eclectacy Laboratory

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Efficiency is Independence

I'm a retired architect building systems that don't need "Big Tech" permission to exist. I run a full web presence, mail stack, and security layer for a dozen users on 1GB of RAM. No Docker. No bloat. No bullshit.

Crimson Contemplation Crimson Contemplation
~2015 • Acrylic on Canvas
This acrylic on canvas work focuses on the "fragmented portrait" style, where a single gesture or feature tells the story of the whole subject. The artist uses a limited but high-contrast color palette—primarily cool blues and greys punctuated by the warmth of the red nails and lips. The tight cr...
blastoff
Genre: Speculative Fiction
I loved kids.
Especially toddlers.
Thinking back to my first baby, I did mine and his first "Blast off".
Pretty simple I guess.
Just count down from 3 to 1, yell Blast Off!
and pick him up and twist him around in the air a bit and occasionally "get" his belly.
The screams of laughter were addictive to me as much as him.
I did this with all my kids and it grew to all the nieces and nephews and friends.
At one point there were 7 kids lined up to blast off.
Made for a long night of laughing litt...
Three Palinodias. I
by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
I. "Incense is hut a tribute for the gods, To mortals 'tis but poison." The smoke that from thine altar blows, Can it the gods offend? For I observe thou hold'st thy nose Pray what does this portend? Mankind deem incense to excel Each other earthly thing, So he that cannot bear its smell, No incense e'er should bring. With unmoved face by thee at least To dolls is homage given; If not obstructed by the priest, The scent mounts up to heaven.