December 15, 2025— I did manage to resurrect the old blog, but I haven’t resurrected my enthusiasm to write on it until today. But I did do some odd things today; things that were on my mind for a long time, but now I have it almost together, so my offshore blogging won’t be so susceptible to a meriken surveillance. Who wants all those ads? Headless advertisers, that’s who!
Now, in the old format, I will tie my ideas and my learning together. x3
Learned: how to put together a trustedhousesitter.com profile with a little help from my friends. About an internet browser I never knew existed. About the Proton line of products, connecting email, VPN, cloud storage, and password protection. 3. Bonus: That if I set my CPAP’s humidifier to “manual,” it heats up, unlike when it’s set to “Automatic.”
Grateful: The CPAP started working again. Human connection. Time to putter. 3.
Accomplished: started migrating to Proton World, with a new router and Raspberry Pi 4 solution in store to self-host DNS filtering and resolving. Slept in until 8:30 a.m. Sat up and made the trustedhousesitter profile. 3. Bonus: I found the old resume that explains where I worked back in the 1978-1981 timeframe. Apparently, I applied for a job at the Oregonian in 1981, but I wonder if I did it or if I just prepared the materials to do it. I never heard from them.
Wondering about: what does a new lifestyle include when I don’t really know what’s available? What will be resolved when I don’t have holes in my memory of my past? Could I complete the entire past if I could see it?
I am getting organized with integrity, learning new things about my life, and about life itself.
I am committed to being an indelible space for peace, freedom, and unconditional love. The outcome is that forgiveness, aliveness, fun, and affinity are available for each and every one of us.
I like the sound of this one:
Reading/Listening/Watching right now: I’ve been binging a Korean crime drama on Netflix that’s called “The Price of Confession.” I also continue to watch the first part of any 1940’s American or British film to fall asleep. It only backfires if it’s a good one, and it can’t be a musical or a comedy. I am STILL reading There There by Tommy Orange.
Recent Seemings from early this month:
Warning: These aren’t all happy, and no seeming is ever true unless it’s just a part of the undistinguished cloud over one’s life! I WILL be doing some collaging…
SEEMS LIKE:
I SHOULDN’T SHARE THESE
I CAN’T KEEP UP
with my own lists
IT’S STARTED … THE DEATH PROCESSION
I will not participate…
(LIFE IS) THEY ARE TRYING TO WEAR US DOWN
Don’t let them
I AM EXPECTED TO KEEP UP
Yeah, can’t.
I AM BURDENED BY SICKNESS AND FAILURE
by my own accumulation; Swedish death cleaning, the deaths of others & my own
LIFE IS GETTING COMPLICATED
when I’ve been pretending that I have it so good
I AM NOT VERY GOOD AT STAYING IN TOUCH
I schedule receiving love
Their desire is a burden
like being loved is a burden
I EXPECT INHERITANCE TO BE HARD, EXPENSIVE + COMPLICATED
I need to manage receiving
lawyer / wealth manager / nanny
I SHOULD STEP BACK; LOOK AWAY
disappear, become a memory
I CAN’T TAKE VERY GOOD CARE OF MYSELF
closer to death than ever before
A Quote About Where We Are:
“We are here, and this is now. The only time that ever exists is now, and the only place that ever exists is here.”
~ Alan Watts