Victorian Diaries, Rimini Trains, And Our Quantified Lives Gerd DaniNovember 17, 2025March 28, 20260 My life runs on little boxes. The carriage hums like a low refrigerator, the sea outside the window flattened by… Read More
The Bad Road That Saves Us Gerd DaniNovember 13, 2025March 28, 20260 Discomfort is a compass. I learned that on a damp morning in Rimini, my wheels whispering over cold pavement and… Read More
Is Your Online Privacy Really Safe in 2025? Gerd DaniNovember 11, 2025March 28, 20260 Have you ever stopped scrolling mid-feed and wondered: who’s really watching me right now? Welcome to FreeAstroScience.com, where we break… Read More
Why Musk’s War on Wikipedia Is a War on Reality Gerd DaniNovember 10, 2025March 28, 20260 Truth is not a product. I spend a lot of my time online, maybe more than most. From my wheelchair… Read More
The Anthropocene Isn’t Dead—It’s Evolving Into Us Gerd DaniNovember 7, 2025March 28, 20260 Names don’t save worlds. I’m Gerd Dani from Rimini—writer, wheelchair wheels crunching over seaside grit, salty air in my lungs,… Read More
Teenagers, Screens, and the Quiet Art of Freedom Gerd DaniNovember 6, 2025March 28, 20260 The screen glows; we glow back. I’m writing this from Rimini, with sea salt in the air and the soft… Read More
Can Being Wrong Actually Make You Right in Science? Gerd DaniNovember 3, 2025March 28, 20260 I’ll be honest with you—three ideas have been haunting me lately, and they all sound utterly mad at first. First:… Read More
Can Día de los Muertos Transform How We Grieve? Gerd DaniNovember 1, 2025March 28, 20260 What if death wasn’t the end of love, but a doorway to deeper connection? Welcome, dear reader. We’re so glad… Read More
Can Día de los Muertos teach us to remember? Gerd DaniNovember 1, 2025March 28, 20260 What if a festival could transform fear of death into love, memory, and community, and what would it mean if… Read More
Halloween: What Makes This Night So Powerful? Gerd DaniOctober 31, 2025March 28, 20260 Tonight in Rimini the sea air tastes a little salty, and the wind taps the shutters like a polite guest…. Read More