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
Willow's Whisper~2015 • Acrylic on Canvas
This acrylic on canvas portrait utilizes a naturalistic color palette to create a sense of harmony between the subject and the outdoor environment. The artist employs a shallow depth of field effect by keeping the facial features in sharp focus while the background foliage is rendered with softer...
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 Land Of Illusionby Madison Julius Cawein
I So we had come at last, my soul and I, Into that land of shadowy plain and peak, On which the dawn seemed ever about to break On which the day seemed ever about to die. II Long had we sought fulfillment of our dreams, The everlasting wells of Joy and Youth; Long had we sought the snow-white flow'r of Truth, That blooms eternal by eternal streams. III And, fonder still, we hoped to find the sweet Immortal presence, Love; the bird Delight Beside her; and, eyed with sidereal night, Faith, like...