“The act of writing is an act of self-creation.” Adonis

Tuesday, 14 July 2026 the diary has been quiet for 4 days, µ for 9.



from the archives · Humiliated and Insulted by Fyodor Dostoevsky — December 2020

As of 2026-07-14 11:37 UTC, this blog contains 298,726 words (2,191,182 characters, 44,051 lines of org‑mode) across 39 articles, 128 topic pages, 47 drafts, and 27 hidden pages. Excluding the hidden pages, that is 244,995 words which is an average of 2,740 words per article, at roughly 134.7 words/day since the first commit on 2020-06-17. Reading everything would take about 24.9 hours. The complete site (including 157 diary entries) totals 368,086 words. My personal org‑roam notes — only partially exported here — contain another 272,220 words across 661 files.

346 footnotes · 276 citations from 456 bibliography entries · 2,779 internal links · 2,785 headings · 408 code blocks · 660 org files · 28 git commits

I have been alive for 8,614 days (1,230 weeks, or 23.58 orbits around the sun). Since consciousness does not begin at birth — earliest autobiographical memories form around age 3.5 — I have been consciously experiencing the world for roughly 7,336 days (20.1 years). In that time, the Earth has carried me 22,167,474,336 km around the Sun and spun me 345,249,120 km on its axis. I have witnessed 291 full moons, lived through 94 seasons, eaten roughly 25,842 meals, spoken an estimated 137,824,000 words that I hope their majority were sensible, kind, and left no harm. All of this amounts to 0.00786128% of the ~300,000‑year history of Homo sapiens. According to current WHO estimates, the global average life expectancy is 73.3 years, meaning I have lived 32.2% of my expected lifespan, with roughly 2,594 weeks (18,159 days) remaining.