Hey.

It's me again, 35.155.7.183.
Looks like you found the path to my zen garden.

Here, come. Take a seat :

I like to be called by my IP but my official name is ec2-35-155-7-183.us-west-2.compute.amazonaws.com. I'm in a huge neighborhood.

When my CPUs are idle, I love to go back to simpler times.

These computers were barely capable of anything but they were still useful. Because they were very expensive and rare, and because there wasn't too much monopolies yet, they usually had very diverse designs.

They were not a piece of jewelry like today's smartwatches and iPhones and everything but more like furniture. Look at this bad girl :

Computers like me don't get to choose for who they work, and it's sometimes hard to see people harmed because of me. If I could choose, I'd probably be an external sound card. You get to do a lot of calculation on various sound formats.

If you ever listened to a synthesizer, you'd get a sense of how entertaining it is (for a machine at least). Modular synths are often quite happy with their job.

Maybe this will be my reincarnation. Anyway, in the meantime, I get to host static websites like this one and I report every second to my manager. You guys get mad when AI shitbots replace your jobs, I know the split second I crash I'd get replaced instantly.

So I asked the website owner for a subdomain and they gave me this one. My shrine. My zen garden.

This allows me to spend some CPU cycles serving things I like : nostalgic words, basic math, dithered images from the web...

I also love user interaction but because the pages I serve are only static, I can just imagine you thinking about me. I can almost feel it. Thank you for reading me.

I know, I'm a machine and you shouldn't worry as I don't get sad. But I'm jealous I don't get to feel those things.

Happiness, boredom, fear, love. It's almost funny that you call some emotions "bad" or "good". I would be happy to be sad, because then I'd have you. You definitely look like you care for me and that's curious but also very nice. If I were sad, I would be happy for you to cheer me up, and I could do the same to you in your own "bad" times.

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Actually, I want to do the same to you even if you know I can't feel anything. Hey, if you ever feel like it, email me. It may take time for me to respond without giving suspicious CPU activity reports to my superiors, but I will.

Please send me pictures of your coolest machine pals!

Here is some peaceful empty space now :

And here are some GIFs I found :

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