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   <p>
-    I find myself once more consumed by a singular undertaking—to delineate the
-    deepest mysteries of computation; to wrest from the silicon its most jealously
-    guarded secrets.
+    This is a chronicle of the labors of Sadeep M. Wickramage Don, an engineer
+    driven by the same Promethean ambition that inspired the Natural philosophers
+    of old. 
   </p>
 
   <p>
-    These pages serve as witness to my solitary labor—each banished 
-    dependency a victory against decay, every iteration an act of purification. In
-    them, I have measured efficacy without mercy; I have rejected the ceremonial
-    scaffolding that veils the true visage of their grotesque creations.
+    My foundation rests upon Mathematics, that most austere and unforgiving
+    of disciplines, which taught me early that truth cannot be negotiated. While I
+    wield the apparatus of the masses—C#, Java, Python, and the shifting sands
+    of JavaScript—to stitch together instruments of my employment, it is with C
+    I wrest from the silicon its most jealously guarded secrets.
   </p>
 
   <p>
-    Do not ask why I persist when easier paths exist. I have seen what festers
-    beneath the promises of abstraction—the bloat, the waste, the corrosive comfort
-    of ignorance. Driven by a Promethean ambition that burns brighter than
-    convenience, I must seek redemption in Nature's parsimony.
+    For more than a decade, I have built the unseen machinery that carries
+    mercurial event streams from the digital tempest of Formula 1; the calculus
+    that regulates the geometry of sprawling monuments; the architectures of
+    CPaaS, where a million thoughts merge in a galvanic stream of consciousness. 
   </p>
 
   <p>
-    The measurements do not lie. In youthful fervor, I once stitched together
-    soulless fragments of corporate caprice. Whether these chronicles stand as a
-    monument to my deliverance or condemn me to wander the frozen wastes of my
-    own creation, only time will reveal.
+    This, however, is neither ornamental fable of my career nor shrine to
+    industry's vicissitudes. This is a record of experiments wrought under the
+    yoke of Nature's parsimony. Pragmatic precision, durability without dogma, and
+    security without paranoia are its tenets.
+  </p>
+
+  <p>
+    Do not look for the veneer of professional narrative. I have recorded the
+    work—raw and unadorned—for the kindred spirit searching for truth amidst the
+    frozen wastes of our own creation.
   </p>
   
   <p>-- {{ site.author }}</p>