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.

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~2015 • Acrylic on Canvas
This acrylic on canvas painting captures the artist's grandson in a domestic setting. The work focuses on the vivid primary colors of the toddler's clothing and the sharp, graphic nature of the patches, which contrast with the soft, neutral tones of the kitchen cabinetry. The lighting is high-key...
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Genre: Speculative Fiction
Scene 1: The Children's Playground (Revised - Fifth Pass) The sandbox was a chaos of fine grit and flung plastic, exactly as any proper sandbox should be.
A couple of parents sat on a nearby bench, faces tipped to the sun, occasionally glancing up from their screens.
You'd think the squealing and the bits of sand clinging to every surface would get to them, but most seemed to have developed an impressive filter.
Seven-year-old Eleanor Vance, her knees already streaked with the day's first lay...
Sometimes my Heart by cruel Care Opprest.
by W. M. MacKeracher
to ----- Sometimes my heart by cruel care opprest Faints from the weight of woe upon my breast, My soul embittered far beyond belief; - As damned one, drinking galling draughts of grief, Which boils and burns within without relief, While fervid flames inflict the wounds unhealed, With hellish horrors not to man revealed; When Peace and Joy seem wrapt in sable shrouds, And young Hope's heaven is black with lowering clouds 'Tis then thy vision comes before my view, 'Tis then I see those beaming...