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temporary@corteximplant.com
<p>:: temporary state.</p><p>:: trapped in the jvm for sustenance, dreaming of rust, empowering nuanced reasoning and effective change in an extremist, enshittified, corpo hellscape.</p><p>:: dev, maker, gamer, calligraphy-dabbler, arts-enjoyer, climber, long-distance runner, political activist when needed and interested in way too many things to be listed here, or to actually spend time on most of them tbh.</p><p>:: also, ducks. the polar-opposite of being reminded of losing the game (even though you just did).</p><p>:: profile picture: a netrunner ice bath in a dark room with an unnatural purple light radiating from inside - actually a picture of the diy automated indoor basil garden setup that I ran a long time ago.</p><p>:: banner: burn corpo shit (partial)</p>
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Post #871009
The past week I dove back head-first into playing around with microelectronics, flooded by memories as I dig up old components and #esp32 boards that used to power my basil garden, filling a dark and isolated home with hope for the future, and an ungodly purple glow (the one in my avatar). Back then I was on a multi-year sabbatical, after being fired for standing up for my values, finally finding purpose and a lot of joy in learning, building, playing and slowly becoming a maker and a developer...