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Tuesday, June 9, 2026

Focus

Good books
Great art
Continue to explore

take a care of myself
take care of my family

Back to blogger

Spending time with you (blogger) for a bit.

L3ss public but there for those who search.

I spent very little time in toxic online fight rooms, enough to fuck around a bit and get a quick sense of the people behind the names.

All of that toxicity and misdirected hate were nothing compared to the amazon kdp print crowd. The 'writers' in the volunteer support forum were like a pack of attack animals. Maybe it's because it is money (livelihood or addiction) based just visceral hatred and inhuman gnarl. Bad news, never asking for help there again.

Blogg3r feels like the right place for me to vent and brainstorm. I will try to continue and get a rhythm again.

Wednesday, May 20, 2026

Self exhile

Burned myself out online. I know where we are at with AI and how to use it. I creted working programs with native exports. Videos with higher end (independent motion and sound (or stillness)) and licensed audio beds. It's just too expensive and the support is not there, yet.

I made 4 last videos and a 5th with the balance of credits. Over $60 spent on credits and $17 for audio license. 21 total likes on a channel YouTube reciently demomitzed for being AI even though it was approved as AI in 2023.

For my health, I put my computer in the closet and am focussing on traditional for the spring maybe summer. I should have all that I need, including permission to access the overgrown junlyard by the river.

Canceled home internet, thinking about geting a local air tv antennea, I think they are only like $10 and free forever.

Monday, April 13, 2026

Success

Success is a fulfilled connection, use of effort.

Money doesn't need to be a factor at all.

Have to keep remembering,

especially when tired.

So I don't get mad,

or sad.

Friday, April 3, 2026

1 piece can be 2

1 piece

already a segment

can be split in half

remaining a segment

but now

with 2

Monday, March 23, 2026

Mourners parade

There is a rural stretch of country road in northern Wisconsin that went from 55mph to 35mph for a short while then right on back to 55. A friend of mine, who grew up in that area, said that a boy was struck by a vehicle there and died. Afterwards, they changed the speed in that section to prevent another accident.

The road is now back to 55mph throughout. But for a time, there was a slow parade in unknowing memory that rippled through time and eventually dissipated into a story.