persona_non_gravitas

That’s really cool. Can someone more knowledgeable estimate the workload is for the central unit? I’m guessing we’re way beyond Raspberry Pi territory.

Briar, SimpleX, I2Pchat on desktop, maybe LXMF/Reticulum/Sideband over I2P if you want to get techy.

If only the intense interest even lasted over 2 years.

(Tea, historical flutes, opera, treasure hunting/metal detecting, BJDs, woodwind maintenance & repair, Meshtastic/Meshcore/Reticulum radio, 3D printing/modeling/CNC)

Cool, but admit it, you shared it (and I read it) because of that title that someone had way too much fun writing.

People knowing when they die at the latest will probably mean more than it being 50. At some point after abt 45 life becomes either (finances allowing) a hedonistic spree, gracefully putting your affairs in order, and/or an anxious nightmare watching the hours tick by. Not sure if people will come together enough to demand a kind of pension to allow for a year or two of calm for that, but anyone that can, will take ot anyway.

People will focus on their health a little less when there’s no time for many lifestyle-related illnesses to manifest.

The speed of scientific development slows. People have less time to learn, experiment, and mentor the next generation.

Shoutout to https://standardebooks.org/ if you read from Gutenberg and would like a cleaner ebook format.

Not always… After the tests I was considered to be “broader autism phenotype”, some obvious traits but neurotypical, until after about a year and no further testing the same psychiatrist decided that yes there were enough met criteria and set a diagnosis. 🤷‍♂️

Then again the “some obvious traits” was enough to gain the self-understanding, just I didn’t dare access peer support.

Of course. And every eraser. Even after I’d long since learned that it’s a bad idea. But that moment of the snap is so satisfying.

Acorns in brick wall venting holes, pencil tips in softwood desks, toothpicks in toys…

I got diagnosed at 45. Dear god it was a relief to find out there’s a neurological reason why being forced to/forcing myself to clean my spaces was something I did with massive effort, in tears, through the power of self-hatred, for the first 25-30 years of my life.

Also so much getting things stuck in other things.

I sold “the chair” about half a year ago. Now they take up half the sofa & some floor by the bed.

Tomato Europe vs Potato Europe.

A waffle iron would equally be unwise.

The Nordic model is a capitalist one.