Microposting from the desk of Henry (From Online)

Henry Desroches — Fri, 04 Sep 2026 16:49:53 GMT

what is true is that the food from AI menus is real. i have seen it — i have seen the nauseating, churning biomachinery that synthesizes it; the steaming, black chrome giger-esque contraption which pulls the unwilling flesh from mere bits and bytes. i have smelt its foul, sweet miasma, but worse than that: i have heard its muffled screams

Henry Desroches — Wed, 02 Sep 2026 18:50:28 GMT

btw i moved my microblogging onto atproto, using a really simple lexicon to track the original source of a post on my PDS and its syndication targets on bluesky or mastodon :)

right now i’m just importing some old school bangers as one-offs but eventually i’d like to ingest all posts from both accounts and work out media uploading, @-replies, and handle resolution between the networks :)

https://henry.codes/micro/2026-07-13t19-54-57/

Henry Desroches — Wed, 02 Sep 2026 16:35:47 GMT

ethernet. token ring. the kerberos protocol. magic wormhole. god we used to name technologies properly, with the proper undercurrent of mystery. now look at us: zero trust architecture. grpc-web. web assembly. spiritually-bankrupt industry

Henry Desroches — Tue, 01 Sep 2026 22:58:33 GMT

built publishing and syndication for microposts and ephemera on my site, so posts like this one are created first on my site and then syndicated out to networks like bsky or mastodon :)

Henry Desroches — Tue, 01 Sep 2026 22:15:52 GMT

the druidic elders do not ban conferring with the automancers altogether, but they do urge that you balance yourself in kind with complex, challenging written spellcraft and prose. the magic of the machines is tantalizing, but without replenishment, its cost is more cruel than what it gives in return

Henry Desroches — Tue, 01 Sep 2026 17:55:01 GMT

man we gotta mitigate like. a single disaster

Henry Desroches — Thu, 13 Aug 2026 15:59:13 GMT

opened linkedin. felt the great inhale of the leviathan, standing at the edge of its maw. felt its desperate hunger, saw the machinery in its bowels rend meaning into waste, blue-green-grey mildew & sawdust. all around me, i saw men & women throw themselves, ambitious, earnest, smiling into the pit

Henry Desroches — Sun, 26 Jul 2026 01:07:41 GMT

creating a golem to relieve me from the burden of posting but it keeps saying things like “they should create a faith so pure that even its guilt rendered feels as warmth” and “lmao who up transliterating they utterances to tongues heretofore unspoken”

Henry Desroches — Sat, 25 Jul 2026 15:33:20 GMT

god it feels good to wake up in this skin, this awful snarl of flesh, belonging to the sort of a man who has never had a bad take

Henry Desroches — Thu, 16 Jul 2026 04:36:24 GMT

tv keeps asking if I wanna skip the intro to the episode. girl this is twin peaks. sit your ass down we’re gonna be watching the intro

Henry Desroches — Tue, 14 Jul 2026 16:35:02 GMT

don’t ever observe my intersections. there is such unthinkable geometry there, such cosmic & recherché angularity as would drive even your sturdiest men to madness

Henry Desroches — Tue, 14 Jul 2026 01:54:57 GMT

unfortunately for everyone i’ve been using the computer a lot lately

Henry Desroches — Wed, 08 Jul 2026 16:39:27 GMT

what if instead of a “quick project sync” we found in each other a love so peculiar & rare it could scarcely be described. one shored & strengthened by each inadequate attempt to construe it in words: we’d share such power to know, in each defiance of definition, our love was as impervious as heaven

Henry Desroches — Fri, 15 May 2026 05:45:42 GMT

“twt is dead!” “bsky is dead!” all of these websites are dead. we scavenge the bones, cavernous ribcages of bygone giants arching overhead like cathedral vaults. and in the diffused shade cast by these dead web gods, we grow gardens

Henry Desroches — Mon, 04 May 2026 18:09:41 GMT

my employer has asked me to stop responding to requests with “light work for a beast like me”

Henry Desroches — Thu, 12 Feb 2026 18:32:53 GMT

the guys who still can’t tell if they’re sharing their screen after a decade of doing it every single day are gonna tell me which technologies are the future

Henry Desroches — Tue, 03 Feb 2026 04:49:39 GMT

writing some html and putting it the fUCK online

Henry Desroches — Sat, 24 Jan 2026 20:05:34 GMT

i’ll go one further, man. i don’t care about how my neighbors got here, and frankly neither do you. they work & struggle & make do same as all of us.

ICE & DHS & immigration laws are the natural convulsions of a beast that understands that borders are violent threats. old friend, we need them not

Henry Desroches — Sun, 26 Oct 2025 12:45:46 GMT

you are so far from what it means to be human, you have forgot the wild hunt for knowledge & stories, the electricity of creative synthesis, the slow, backwards, fatal fall into love. take fruit directly from the tree and devour it as though you know nothing but desire

Henry Desroches — Fri, 24 Oct 2025 14:16:56 GMT

i told my friend that it felt like Posting is over — she explained “that’s just because you’re in love”, and what a miraculous fate it would be for us all: that we might gaily Post, hapless young and furious, until we are discover’d by the beginning of the rest of our lives

Henry Desroches — Mon, 13 Oct 2025 16:20:59 GMT

“i’m always polite to chat gpt so it remembers me later 🤪” you are going to die from water-poison-related typhoid in the Great American Megadesert after a particularly nasty heat surge evaporates the rest of the drinkable rations. you will be buried in the sand.

Henry Desroches — Mon, 06 Oct 2025 17:47:37 GMT

why chase this fool’s dream of falling in love, super-colliding your heart with another’s; the desperate, mad craving to truly know another, to truly be understood (to be adored nevertheless for it!). why spur such cataclysmic emotion? there are unit tests to be written. there are standups to attend

Henry Desroches — Wed, 20 Aug 2025 03:15:57 GMT

i do indeed miss old friends in Notepad++, and Dreamweaver, and FileZilla. i miss the excitement of FTP, and the sheen of the first domain i ever bought; the endless ensuing hallways of subsequent subdomains. i miss feeling the modem noises in my teeth, and the dirt of the web beneath my fingernails

Henry Desroches — Mon, 18 Aug 2025 04:59:33 GMT

you ought to make a website. you ought to make it a canvas, a great irrigated field, a confessional booth. make it an amphitheatre, a private tea service with friends, a graveyard, a bedroom, the sunset light through shutters. you ought to make a personal website, make it carefully, make it home

Henry Desroches — Tue, 22 Jul 2025 22:51:35 GMT

while the current official number is hotly debated, there are actually far more tags in HTML than the ~150 commonly cited! that number merely represents the ones we’ve discovered and domesticated — there are potentially thousands more in the creeping unexplored corners of the deep web & dark net

Henry Desroches — Wed, 28 May 2025 19:36:06 GMT

“they’ve got an old soul” is such an insane thing to put on a kid. i’m 9 years old, being so deeply unsettling at the family bbq that my aunts have gotta be like “handsome young man! he is the vessel for an ancient & bygone presence”

Henry Desroches — Wed, 19 Mar 2025 04:10:30 GMT

actually i think machines have learned enough

Henry Desroches — Fri, 07 Feb 2025 18:06:52 GMT

“✦ summarize this email” girl you are 35 years old and your entire job is moving your mouse so ms teams doesn’t call the cops on your laptop for sleeping. read the email your self

Henry Desroches — Fri, 24 Jan 2025 03:23:31 GMT

remember five years ago? that was ten years ago. feel old yet

Henry Desroches — Fri, 22 Nov 2024 05:04:26 GMT

the advent of javascript frameworks was not, as was advertised, to “simplify application state & reactivity” on the web, but rather to satisfy man’s primal urge and fervent desire to Build A Quite Strange And Peculiar Contraption

Henry Desroches — Sat, 12 Oct 2024 18:47:11 GMT

scientists ought to invent a way out that isn’t through

Henry Desroches — Tue, 13 Feb 2024 23:00:35 GMT

about:blank is a beautiful name for a baby girl

Henry Desroches — Sun, 06 Aug 2023 02:53:46 GMT

just got the sad news that we’re gonna have to put down that dog in me