The text below has been a part of my workshop blog for a while now but people around me have been pressuring me to publish it to the public. I'm still not sure it is a good idea, but here it is.
The first idea was small. My raspberry pi zero w could be powered from a USB power bank. ...could the powerbank be charged at the same time, making it a tiny uninterruptible power supply (UPS)? The size of the idea was restricted by the fact that the zero uses a microUSB connector for power. But in my head I expanded the idea sideways to other units as well. The petite 802.11n router (gl-ar300m) that shared the internet connection to the household was also powered through microUSB.
Well, those two use cases would be easily solved for my dream of some day living in an #offgrid#tinyhouse.
This hexagram consists of a doubling of the trigram K’an. It is one of the eight hexagrams in which doubling occurs. The trigram K’an means a plunging in. A yang line has plunged in between two yin lines and is closed in by them like water in a ravine. The trigram K’an is also the middle son. The Receptive has obtained the middle line of the Creative, and thus K’an develops. As an image it represents water, the water that comes from above and is in motion on earth in streams and rivers, giving rise to all life on earth.
In man’s world K’an represents the heart, the soul locked up within the body, the principle of light inclosed in the dark—that is, reason. The name of the hexagram, because the trigram is doubled, has the additional meaning, “repetition of danger“. Thus the hexagram is intended to designate an objective situation to which one must become accustomed, not a subjective attitude. For danger due to a subjective attitude means either foolhardiness or guile. Hence too a ravine is used to symbolize danger; it is a situation in which a man is in the same pass as the water in a ravine, and, like the water, he can escape if he behaves correctly.
Minimalist culinary storytelling for the #Fediverse.
The suggested name is a bad spelling of the French word cuisine.
Cuzeen is just an idea for software. This page was first created in my hidden workshop blog and published here only to be available for a wider audience, per request.
I'll tell you about my bed. Cut my hair and beard today and though it would be nice to have clean sheets too.
My back could have been better as I grew up and during most of my life. It's crooked because of scoliosis. So basically it hurts every day. My well-being has been and still is dependent on the bed. I've tried a few along the years.
One day I got fed up with the solutions that was available to me. At the time I was getting close to finding something that actually worked with the IKEA folding sofabed-futon. Flat on the floor the frame was stiff enough and low too. The cotton futon mattress was nice but not quite adequate as it was both too hard and too soft at the same time.
So since a few years back my bed now has a fake futon.
Yes, I dragged myself to vote for the lesser evils of the available alternatives. ...but I did it.
It will be interesting to see how the political parties (that have avoided climate questions at all cost this year) will handle the very real climate changes and the things we, as a country, will have to change ourselves to save our souls (and nature too). Some of the parties in the Riksdag don't even have it within their programmes to address these things.
They will all have to deal with things anyway. ...even the opposition.
Scraped my car windows for the first time this season. The dog “playpen” was covered in frost too. Winter is slowly coming and for once the autumn doesn't make me sad. I think I have the dogs, cats and horses to thank for that.
...or maybe the vitamin B supplements? The treatment I get for diabetes apparently reduces the uptake of those vitamins. Nobody told me and I should have checked it myself. So I'm late but it's at least slightly better than never, right? I should have been more curious about nutrition back in the distant school years.
But it's a beautiful day out there and the cats are sleeping in the sun after breakfast.
Life is supposed to flow through everything in the Universe. Qi. Libido. Whatever. Some days I can feel that it does and things step in time, dances with Tao. Other days it simply lags.
There has been more than one indicator pointing in that direction but on every encounter the numb routines take over until the lag ends and life inside everything catches up. Hard work pays off but I'm just a lazy bum so life is held on credit. ...until the catching up chores are done and things go back to the normal out of phase offline humdrum.
Yes, it has been one of those days today. Most Thursdays are.
I didn't miss my phone today even though it was left at home while I was taken somewhere else. It was a good day and the celebrations were appreciated by the birthday person (yes, it's a secret). It's nice to be offline once in a while.
Things happen sooner than you think and yet well overdue. I never thought that the work to fight climate change would be accompanied by covers of 80s songs, but that's how things are. I know those songs well, running up that hill, because I was just a kid back then. They happened while I was procrastinating. The fretless carried me over the marshlands of my soul. A scarecrow animated and scored. Stick arms carrying me in the gale. I'll whisk them up in the moonlight to a bed of roses.
But just as I think I'm king... It all begins. Not of my hands or of my imagination, just a deeper understanding and a gentle but oh, so firm stand. One of the collective shadows, one of the encouraging ones waking up. I can see it among the trees. The choices made finally make sense, but I'm so tired.
Want to stay awake to see it happen. ...because it is finally happening.