feonixrift @feonixrift@hackers.town

The horror of an era replete with magic (technology) is that your choices matter. You can lose your life in here, gazing blankly into a whispering void. Or you can seize great power... wisdom of ages at your finger tips, should you know the correct incantations (search strings) to seek it. But noone will rescue you from the former, should you get distracted in your quest for the latter.

- To construct the interface between biological and technological selves in a manner oriented to support their underlying nature.

- To support the integration of technological with biological selves in order to extend personal capability.

- To defend the interface between technological selves and the external network in order to protect personal integrity and autonomy.

- To disseminate the capabilities so obtained as widely as the desire for them supports.

I'm not leaving the net. But I am leaving the UI.

At least for a time, hopefully permanently. Enough is enough. I know timeline is a dark pattern for me. I know better than to allow dark patterns to soak up my time.

"The app" is the lie they had to sell us - that for us to receive information, we had to run their code and see what they wanted us to see in the order they wanted us to see it in. I reject the app model.

I will emerge my crystal towers of knowledge above bitstream fields of data. I will do it on my own terms. There is no efficiency in succumbing.

I am not interested in equality via self applied foot-gun.

Ftr, this account does not willfully discriminate against partially or wholely synthetic intelligences.

If history repeats itself.
If the present is propaganda unfiltered by cyclic revision of prejudice.
If the most popular free publication is the most manipulative.

The news is less accurate than the tarot deck.
The tarot deck is less accurate than the recorded past.
It doesn't matter which part of history you pick.
It does matter, that it is obscure and tediously academic, far from manipulative value.

Give yourself a thousand years of experience, or even just a dozen.
Any dozen, so long as it differs from the man beside you.
History repeats. You will be more powerful, and less predictable.

mind, this is by the same g👀gle that thinks 'recovery email' means 'haha f you', so really, f them.

Irony: Getting dropped in the spambin when I'm running mail-in-a-box, when my half-assed cobble together setup that didn't do half as much 'looking proper' didn't get spambinned.

I think I am going to do the responsible thing and let mail-in-a-box handle it.

I'm seriously considering that the 'attention economy' of online semi-immersion may have _extreme_ bad effects for dissociative or avoidant mental modes.

Not saying it's good for anyone, but... maybe it's incredibly bad for some people?

Also birdsat at https://twitter.com/feonixrift/status/1132248975350747136

I was tasked to recover an email account for a friend, access to which was lost when their prior computer ate itself. They are in possession of prior (though not current) passwords, of security questions, and of access to the recovery email account.

After entering the verification code from the recovery email account, we received this message:

[BEGIN TRANSCRIPT]
Thanks for confirming that you can access the contact email you provided.

Unfortunately Google couldn't verify that _____@gmail.com belongs to you. Learn more about how to recover your account.
[END TRANSCRIPT]

Google's recommendation on the linked page is to give up and make a new account. No means of appeal are provided.

Unfortunately this means the loss of many years of information, connections, personal letters, and photographs.

What makes this a PSA: We _have_ the recovery email address, it _verified_ and access was _denied_.

If you are using Google as an identity centralizer, _this could happen to you_. Google has broken the compact of what a recovery email address is, and should be trusted to hold _nothing_ of value.

Mind, exporting a few pages of experience for later study shouldn't put me down a wrist. Grr; wrong pen.

I'm more effective when I'm down to one wrist, or on a slow net. Why? Because I have to /think about what I'm doing/ and that moves my perceived subset of presented information from the visceral to the intellectual.