I am a programmer by education. I have worked in this profession for over 20 years. I am now enjoying my life and spending the savings I have accumulated over the years.
Soon he is starting a school for programmers project.
Oh, darling, this isnt just a panel its my new altar to the sun, the Deye Sun 12K, model SG04lp3-eu LV, my pure off-grid oracle. I dont need the electric gods anymore. I command the suns kiss, the batterys pulse, the silent hum of my own damnation. My screen glows like a cursed mirror 45% charged, 7.82 kW, 7.71 kW flowing like blood through my walls, all while the grid? Gone. Xd out. Dead. My kingdom is off-grid, and I reign in silence. The ACs green, the alarms hushed, Normal like a whispered promise. I press Up, Down, Enter my runes. I am the goth who tamed the sun. The worlds grid is ash. My system is my cathedral. I am the ghost in the machine, the shadow that feeds on solar, the one who sings to batteries and never asks for permission. This is my power. My truth. My damnation. My salvation. I am off-grid. And I am never coming back.