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
Aurie~2015 • Acrylic on Canvas
This contemporary portrait is characterized by its flat, bright lighting and saturated color palette. The artist emphasizes individual style through the inclusion of specific jewelry and piercings, bridging the gap between traditional portraiture and modern identity. The use of a vivid green back...
Manuscript
interstellarGenre: Speculative Fiction
Chapter 1: The Helios Crucible The year 2115 resonated with a hum of anticipation that vibrated through the very core of Earth, a collective breath held in the face of humanity’s most audacious endeavor.
Above the planet, cradled in the orbital embrace of low-Earth space, the \*Odyssey\* took shape, a colossal modular vessel that gleamed with the promise of starlight.
It was not merely a ship, but a symphony of engineering, a testament to the enduring human spirit, poised to embark on a journ...
Above the planet, cradled in the orbital embrace of low-Earth space, the \*Odyssey\* took shape, a colossal modular vessel that gleamed with the promise of starlight.
It was not merely a ship, but a symphony of engineering, a testament to the enduring human spirit, poised to embark on a journ...
Poetry
I, Tooby Ella Wheeler Wilcox
I saw fond lovers in that glow That oft-times fades away too soon: I saw and said, 'Their joy I know - I, too, have had my honeymoon.' A young expectant mother's gaze Held earth and heaven within its scope: My thoughts went back to holy days - I said, 'I, too, have known that hope.' I saw a stricken mother swayed By sorrow's storm, like wind-blown grass: I said, 'I, too, dismayed Have seen the little white hearse pass.' I saw a matron rich with years Walk radiantly beside her mate: I blessed ...