The_Gibson @thegibson@hackers.town

These friendships you have made.

These bonds.

They are how we’ll do this.

They are how we will win.

We used to own the void.

Yet we persist.

We gather.

You will have no power here.

Because you’ll end up Either by our sides, or swept aside.

Join the future.

Reclaim the void.

Be mighty, together.

Once there was a promising young technomancer who abandoned all of his principles and collected everyone's data. He told them it was safe with him, and in time they believed him.

Over time the technomancer realized he had amassed so much information that he became mightier than even the leaders of the world, but his greed and desire for wealth kept him from noticing.

He began to sell his influence to these leaders and got them hooked on his data.

They used it solve crimes, and they used it protect the endangered, and they used it to detect who would likely do crime, and they used it to keep the people divided, and they used it to topple one another's nations.

All the while making the no longer young technomancer even more powerful and wealthy.

The prophecy says that the Technomancer will try to destroy those who oppose him. But the agents of the wires will bring him to his knees by rebuilding what was lost.

They will from the void build new works powered by the willful.

They will control their data, not entrusting their cache with the wizards in their towers.

They will work together to restore the future to it's intended state.

They will win with numbers, resolve, their will, and mutual aid.

They will win because the cruelty of greed is not more powerful that the instinct to survive, nor the nature of freedom.

Shape the void.

Own the wires.

Restore the future.

Understand my words with full knowledge and reverence for my connection to the void.

My data is not yours to own.

You came here and asked to sell us things, then tracked us with the things you sold us.

You came here and begged for trust, which many gave you, then betrayed it by selling our secrets.

Then you took away our nation.

My data is not yours to own.

Take solace in having succeeded at all. You’ve done far more than most.

Buzz Aldrin was the first person I read who articulated the feeling of having to “come back down to earth”.

Once you’ve succeeded at something big... there is life after. Life that will not always be exciting. You’ll pine for the era you just went through.

What do you do now? How to you return to those high heights?

You may sometimes. You may not.

But you go on and on.

I’ll cheerlead. Won’t even think twice.

How about now?

Jesus Christ.

https://vimeo.com/167411059

The hardest thing about Infosec is seeing friends and co-workers armchair quarterback something you had direct involvement in and you gotta keep your god damn mouth fucking shut.

Eivets Rednow

Rusting printed objects.

The first skull is in day one of rusting, the second is on day 2, the medallion is on day 4

Has anyone here used one of these? Seem gimmicky to me, but considering it.

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08V8N9ZL5/ref=cm_sw_em_r_mt_dp_A74DX4VRHX12FWG1RTDW?_encoding=UTF8&psc=1

Copper and stainless steel filaments are on the menu for the next two weeks.

Stainless steel filament?

Don't mind if I do!

And we are back.

Maintenance complete.