unstory fragments. illusion of meaning. mostly wrong.

About this little thing

Length is not depth.

New domain, new email, new server, new operating system. The same circus.

New web feed in JSON Feed format. Some food for your favorite feed reader.

Most content was killed. Fortunately. Short, random URL structure. Domains none.rip and morena.rip are dead. RIP. Raspberry Pi 4 is gone. RIP.

Plain ASCII text. English. No ceremony. Everything here is temporary. I don't collect dust. I don't journal my own failures; posts are often edited and deleted. Articles rarely last long. What doesn't fit today gets deleted.

Simple markdown files are converted to HTML with an invincible Perl script that also creates feed.json. The web is served by OpenBSD's httpd daemon, mail server is handled by the smtpd daemon. The ancient vi editor is used for writing. That's all that nobody cares about.

Broken syntax, sad grammar and typos are common here. I do my best, but body does own things. My mind is just an illusion and I don't exist. You can call me unstory. Your email is always welcome and web feed is in service.

This is just happening. You will get nothing from here. I have nothing to offer.

Don't follow me. I am lost.