On the way to see the beautiful film Robot Dreams this evening, I saw someone sitting at a gas station with a sign on their shirt and another to the side of them that said l8l.info. It was memorable enough to get me to check it out when I arrived home. Amidst a very long explanation of LISP and Emacs, personal elements began appearing like the following:
I am outdoors (since 2024 January 09) and having been sleeping near the intersection at Waiʻalae Ave and 21st Ave, other side of guardrail by the tall metal box.
So, I finally feel less scared of everybody else despite having no place to be anymore, and am trying to let people know I am no one scary either, even after the worldwide germ scare we all went through.
Yes, I am that person walking around with "L8L.info" clipped to the front and back of myself. It has gotten to the point that I know no one (best references have died the last few years) and I am out of ideas of how to get to know people. Everybody drives around in a box (and difficult to see inside), and I have been behind the computer most of my life.
I have about a half-century of life behind me, and I am entering my second half-century. Perhaps an old leftover technologist, along the lines of a computer wizard (research and development) rather than a computer genie (maintenance of problems). Prefer to eliminate problems, even if that means an approach eliminating the computer as a tool for a task.
I seem to have lost all my stories about our culture, so I have no interest in products or services, no interest in ever being an entrepreneur. There seems to be no such thing as a "need" without a story to sell it. I keep thinking of how no one needs me anymore, and I end up wondering for what do I need anything at all.
What does anyone need? We all are just waiting, all eight billion people just passing the time until our individual final moments, passing by with acceptance and patience.
I don’t have much to say now, but I will be following up because I am absolutely fascinated by this individual and their priorities.