I’d consider myself a realist, alright? But in philosophical terms I’m what’s called a pessimist… I think human consciousness is a tragic misstep in evolution. We became too self-aware. Nature created an aspect of nature separate from itself - we are creatures that should not exist by natural law… We are things that labor under the illusion of having a self, that accretion of sensory experience and feelings, programmed with total assurance that we are each somebody, when in fact everbody’s nobody… I think the honorable thing for our species to do is to deny our programming. Stop reproducing, walk hand in hand into extinction - one last midnight, brothers and sisters opting out of a raw deal.
Working with the CNC plasma cutter. Don’t know why the speed is messed up but *shrug*.
Another smoker I made for myself. A little over six feet long. I still need to install a prep table on the front, clean surface rust, and paint it. Model name: The Blacksmith’s Hearse.
The firebox was fabricated from a jail bunkbed box. All materials are salvaged steel except for the expanded metal for the grill, the thermometer, and the wheels.
Q:Dude. Where have you been
Busy designing and fabricating.
Bear McCreary - Theme from Black Sails