My name is Camille.
I'm a software engineer from Poland, founder of STRAYS.
Grown in the era of the internet, I had the interest in computers and programming since I was a child. Literally at 9 or 10, I had my first experience with systems, flashing some modded OSes on my phone. Linux came next. Then coding my first trivia terminal game in Batch.
This is hardly a bio of myself here. Not here.
This one... it's more of a manifesto.
About the world
This world today is not what it was back then. Capitalism has taken over. We live in modern dictatorships – not the ones dictated by governments, but the ones dictated by corporations.
We live in an era of AI shit. An era of fast fashion and exploitation. The era of ever-growing modern slavery.
Living is fucking hard. Housing is a luxury. We are served shit that wears out right after the obligatory warranty period. The world is geopolitically fucked, and AI slop takes over everything to steal our joy, passions, and spread misinformation.
Social media as we know it have been transformed into a slop wasteland. They're dead. With stray humans wandering. So why not make something for that rest of us? Get away from that hellscape?
This shit is NOT AI.
What you see here is a product of my own mind, my own hands, and my own heart. I don't create slop. I create software. I create music. I create poetry. I create ART.
AI-generated shit is NOT art. Tech bros want to justify their own laziness and greed but we have what they don't.
We have the imagination to make things. We have the drive to actually execute our ideas. We have the courage to fail and learn from our own mistakes. And, most importantly, we have a moral code.
So let's reclaim the spaces that were once human.
Something mine, to the world
I made STRAYS. Something mine, shaped by 2 years of my creative vision culminating here. Not to chase money. Legitimately just because I care to make something that fucking speaks human.
It's my personal rebellion. And I welcome you to be a part of it.
It's about coming back to my roots. Making art again. Something that pierces the void. An echo of souls, my own, and yours, truly. A voice of the millions of people fed up with the world of today.
Something to actually gather our human souls together. Bring back the deep connections. The human warmth.
What are we to do?
I ask myself that question. Every. Fucking. Day.
The grim reality of today's world is that its state is a direct result of the actions of the people that live in it. Distorted by greed, enacted by the ambitious. The machine is a status quo we cannot change.
Ruling systems have been corrupted. The USA has succumbed to the corporate dictatorship. And no revolution is coming. The system has established itself so strongly not even the constitutional obligation of overthrowing the government can be enacted.
We are at a constant war with our own kind.
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