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Egon Schiele’s jagged lines and raw hues. Munch’s haunted skies and aching faces. They sit on my table, not in frames, but as coasters—watching me slice, arrange, and layer.

A charcuterie board is my canvas. Cured reds from salami, pale golds of aged dutch cheese, bright orange from turkish apricots, the deep purple of blackberries…each one a pigment. I find myself matching, clashing, softening, sharpening. It’s not just food; it’s an argument in color, texture, and form.

Like Schiele’s portraits, I want tension on the plate. Like Munch’s skies, I want mood in the spread. It’s fleeting art, gone in the time it takes for hands to reach across the table, but in that moment, it lives, fully.

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There’s something deeply technical in Dylan Thomas’s refrain: “Rage, rage against the dying of the light.” It’s not just a cry against mortality: it’s a manifesto against entropy, against the inevitable decay that every system, human or machine, must face.

In technology, we watch systems age. Code rots. Hardware wears down. Protocols that once felt immortal become obsolete in the time it takes for a new standard to emerge. The temptation is to “go gentle”, let the legacy run, let the lights fade quietly.

But Thomas’s line is the engineer’s counter-command: push back. Maintain. Refactor. Re-architect. The light is worth preserving, even if you know you cannot hold it forever.

It’s not blind resistance. The poem honors wisdom, good work, and fierce effort. For us, that might mean understanding when to let go of a tool, but never passively, always extracting what is valuable, migrating what matters, preserving the core brilliance in a new form.

The “light” is not just uptime. It’s the clarity, the functionality, the purpose that drives our craft. Rage for it. Keep it burning.