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.
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Painting
The Pensive Soul~2015 • Acrylic on Canvas
This acrylic on canvas work utilizes a classic pyramidal composition, providing a sense of stability and rest. The artist employs a high level of contrast between the smoothly blended skin tones and the expressive, almost impasto-style texture of the background. By focusing the light on the subje...
Manuscript
bangGenre: Speculative Fiction
The Cyclical and Infinite Universe of Localized Energetic Releases Dan Carpenter The universe is infinite in both space and time.
Within this vast, enduring expanse, what is often perceived as a singular beginning and subsequent expansion is actually a localized energetic release.
This model suggests a continuous cycle driven by the inevitable gravitational mergers of massive objects, particularly black holes and their remnants, within regions that have reached a state of localized quiet.
The...
Within this vast, enduring expanse, what is often perceived as a singular beginning and subsequent expansion is actually a localized energetic release.
This model suggests a continuous cycle driven by the inevitable gravitational mergers of massive objects, particularly black holes and their remnants, within regions that have reached a state of localized quiet.
The...
Poetry
To His Lovely Mistressesby Robert Herrick
One night i'th' year, my dearest Beauties, come, And bring those dew-drink-offerings to my tomb; When thence ye see my reverend ghost to rise, And there to lick th' effused sacrifice, Though paleness be the livery that I wear, Look ye not wan or colourless for fear. Trust me, I will not hurt ye, or once show The least grim look, or cast a frown on you; Nor shall the tapers, when I'm there, burn blue. This I may do, perhaps, as I glide by, Cast on my girls a glance, and loving eye; Or fold min...