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.
The Engineering Repositories
The Artist's Gallery & Manuscripts
Painting
Untitled~2015 • Oil on Canvas
Unknown
Manuscript
earthsheartGenre: Speculative Fiction
Earth's Hidden Heart: A Verne & Burroughs Legacy Part 1: The Buried Legacy (The Unseen Seed) The year is 2075.
The world's population swells, energy demands skyrocket, and the last vestiges of fossil fuels dwindle.
A generation earlier, humanity, in a desperate bid to secure its future and dispose of its most dangerous byproducts, committed to deep geological repositories.
Within a labyrinth of engineered tunnels, far beneath the surface, lie the silent monuments of a past crisis: vast sarcop...
The world's population swells, energy demands skyrocket, and the last vestiges of fossil fuels dwindle.
A generation earlier, humanity, in a desperate bid to secure its future and dispose of its most dangerous byproducts, committed to deep geological repositories.
Within a labyrinth of engineered tunnels, far beneath the surface, lie the silent monuments of a past crisis: vast sarcop...
Poetry
The Tither Moon.by Robert Burns
To a Highland Air. I. The tither morn, When I forlorn, Aneath an oak sat moaning, I did na trow I'd see my Jo, Beside me, gain the gloaming. But he sae trig, Lap o'er the rig. And dawtingly did cheer me, When I, what reck, Did least expec', To see my lad so near me. II. His bonnet he, A thought ajee, Cock'd sprush when first he clasp'd me; And I, I wat, Wi' fainness grat, While in his grips be press'd me. Deil tak' the war! I late and air Hae wish'd since Jock departed; But now as glad I'm wi...