I got tired of renting my identity.

For years my writing, my photos, my conversations all lived inside other people’s databases. They were the landlords; I was a tenant who paid in attention and data. When a platform changed its rules, or its algorithm, or simply decided to die, I lost the thing I’d built on it. That’s not ownership. That’s a long-term lease with no renewal clause.

So this site follows a few old rules from the IndieWeb:

1. Own your domain. mtrav.online is my identity, not @me on someone’s silo. The domain is the one piece that’s truly mine; everything underneath it is replaceable.
2. Own your content. Every post is a Markdown file in a git repo I control. I can read it in a text editor in fifty years. No export button required, because there’s nothing to escape from.
3. Publish here first. The canonical copy lives here. If I syndicate a post to a silo, it links back to this URL. (That’s POSSE — Publish on your Own Site, Syndicate Elsewhere.)
4. Own your URLs. Permalinks are permanent and human-readable. I’m not going to break them later. The address bar is part of the writing.

The aesthetic is deliberate too. Everyone’s site looks like everyone else’s now — the same rounded cards, the same sans-serif, the same three shades of gray. This one looks like a CRT someone left on in a server room. Build for yourself first. Weird is good.

It’s not finished. It won’t ever really be finished, and that’s the point — it’s a place to keep working, not a product to ship and abandon. Pull up a chair. The cursor’s blinking.

First light. If you’re reading this, the phosphor is warm and the domain resolves.

This is mtrav.online — a corner of the web I actually own. No feed ranking me, no platform deciding who sees this, no terms of service that change while I sleep. Just a domain, a pile of Markdown, and a chatroom that glows.

The plan is small on purpose:

• posts — whatever I’m thinking about, published here first
• a chatroom — a single public room, styled like a terminal, come say hi
• links — sites by actual humans, the way we used to find each other

If something here looks broken, it probably is. A live ugly site beats a perfect plan.

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