Hacking has always been the steady factor in my life. Sometimes I decided I should just stop and stay away from the dark realm of hackerism. But how many times I stopped; just like smoking it seems to be a hard habit to quit. So here I am again, just because I can. Many people ask me, “didn’t you stop doing this?” and I have been giving the same answer, over and over again. “Yes, I did.”
No matter what I do, it seems if I am caught inside an infinite while loop, that instead of break, includes a short sleep statement. Perhaps I am a relic from the late 90s, that seems to resurrect once in a while. And every time I resurrect, it seems I am still the same Shadow Warrior. I am still the zero, a mystic character, an invisible character, which results in error if you try to divide it.
Many things have changed over the years, for I used to be a vicious programmer who lived for 3D applications in a not so 3D time. I played with Linux, when it was unheard and lived through the anxious times of the Distro Wars (Red Hat versus the Rest), seen it grow and bought a Mac at the end. While my history is mostly writing in C and Perl, the Python language popped by and like most stuff I hate in the first place, it got a fond spot in my daily life.
I gave up to follow the super security news regarding new vulnerabilities and now do more research of my own. I rarely write articles or tutorials any more, with one main exception, which is the Informationleak electronic magazine, “Implicit Deny”. I have better stuff to do, than build exploits from advisories that will be patched yesterday. Instead, I find the bugs within. To troll, to exploit, to research, reverse engineer, to do with it whatever I see fit.
How I differ from all the hackers around the globe? I wouldn’t know. But I do know, I don’t wear hats online. No black, no white and definitely not the pussy grey. I hack, I crack, I code, I rogue, I mod, I jack, I steal and I reveal. For as Darwin said, “it is not the strongest nor the intelligent specie that is the fittest to survive, but the one that is able to adapt”. For I am a chameleon, which changes color either to scare, to hide, to express, to lure and to snap at a fraction of second when the timing is right.
Fuck the Feds. Fuck the Authorities. Fuck the Security Specialist Wannabees. Fuck the corporations who stop the world from a better future. Fuck the people who believe to be my friends and are not. Fuck the people who are too stupid to live anyway. Fuck them and their momma’s. Fuck economy. Praise Anarchy.
For I am the String Terminator, the invisible character. Neither positive or negative, a value that contains nothing but yet is something. Yin Yang, Motherfuckers.