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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The Artist's Gallery & Manuscripts
Painting
Child bride~2015 • Acrylic on Canvas
This acrylic on canvas work is a narrative portrait exploring the human rights crisis of child marriage. Based on photojournalism from Afghanistan, the artist focuses on the juxtaposition of decorative beauty and individual suffering. The use of layering in the acrylic medium captures the delicat...
Manuscript
prebangGenre: Speculative Fiction
The Architect of the Void The fundamental premise of the cosmos is that gravity serves as the primary driver for all subsequent complexity.
In the earliest epoch, the state of the expanse was characterized by a total absence of structure.
The distribution of hydrogen atoms was so sparse that the mean free path between particles was effectively infinite.
This extreme dispersion required a timeline of billions, or perhaps trillions, of years for gravitational attraction to overcome the initial ...
In the earliest epoch, the state of the expanse was characterized by a total absence of structure.
The distribution of hydrogen atoms was so sparse that the mean free path between particles was effectively infinite.
This extreme dispersion required a timeline of billions, or perhaps trillions, of years for gravitational attraction to overcome the initial ...
Poetry
President Lincoln's Burial Hymnby Walt Whitman
When Lilacs Last in the Door-yard Bloom'd When lilacs last in the door-yard bloom'd, And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night, I mourn'd and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring. O ever-returning spring! trinity sure to me you bring; Lilac blooming perennial, and drooping star in the west, And thought of him I love. O powerful, western, fallen star! O shades of night! O moody, tearful night! O great star disappear'd! O the black murk that hides the star! O cruel ...