How to create a Directus module which lets a user re-generate their site. — The what? Directus is a headless CMS. It allows you to create a nice interface to data. Gridsome is a static site generator. It takes data ie from GraphQL, and generates HTML which can be served a service like S3 or Netlify for cheap, with maximum uptime. I will explain how to…

hic et nunc is an NFT platform based on the Tezos blockchain. The main thing know is it is way more environmentally (and artist) friendly than those based on Ethereum. Warning: I still don’t quite understand how IPFS/IPNS works. It seems that you have to keep your IPFS daemon up…

UPDATE: Support for HTML “packages” have been added. Please see the template here. Great package by neelts available here for packaging interactive SVGs. hit et nunc (“here and now” in Latin) is a decentralized app (dApp) based on the Tezos blockchain for minting Non Fungible Tokens (NFTs). There are many…

I only wish the spring had sprung an open vista to explore Forlorn we are but stuck inside At least it is with you

[Edit: 14/3 added VICE Snowden interview 14/4 added MIT-TR article 23/4 added German lab result linking 24/4 added Australian COVIDSafe app and changes 5/4 Added Google/Apple almost live link] Over the last few weeks I’ve been thinking about how the big tech companies (Google mostly) could help with tracking COVID-19…

When speed is all we know The places between are lost Distances of Marathon But an exit On a highway To an airport How to recapture these spaces In the color and the wind Of stories told Years old but vivid The taste of salt Bare foot in history Too often we forget to look Excavating down finds treasures Digestion easily forgotten Understanding expanses Time’s long arrow Feels short So throw dirt in to the air And follow where it wanders Taste the grit on your hands Feel the warmth Sit. Breath And listen

There exists place in all of us So close we touch it now A darkened grove of saplings We’ve watched our lives grow tall Though sun has never touched it It's darkness doesn't fright The trees surround a clearing Grounding lest we fall When we sit and listen To the song of creaking wood We see the stars still pierce the sky Their distant fires call For this space is not a dungeon But a place to rest our soul From the starkness of the daylight And the lives in which we're small

You are no more special than any other snowflake that falls upon my hand. Why then does your mere existence make being me such joy when I gaze upon you? For I know you will surely melt away as all others do in my warmth. I grasp harder hoping that my grip will freeze you in eternity marked upon my skin.

Time spent walking the streets at night, looking in windows. Hoping for those in the light to see me. To look my way and wonder at my life. To lift a hand and invite me in. To lift the corner of their mouth in welcome acknowledgment. Standing in the dark…