Am I Famous Now…

Dearest blog,

Today I celebrate a birthday. The birthday of a crime.
Exactly 8 years ago, I committed one of the biggest cyber crimes ever then. It was the start of a new life for me.

20 years in prison or what I had really aimed for?

I lived in the Netherlands and had a fiber optics wire in front of my door. A colleague and friend of mine studied at the university of Maastricht, who ran a fiber optics communications project at the time.

He provided me with an almost prototype receiver and an access to the university network. I hacked into one of the biggest Dutch banks and surfed on their server. And more…

I just finished writing the complete entry, but am not sure that I want to publish it. It was one of the two lives I lived over the last years. Some hours of the day bartender and promoter, and the other ones hacker security adviser.

I had planned to write about the hack and the 2 days I was rich, 4,5mio NLG rich but upon reading the entry, I realised how hard it is to catch those days in only some, make that many, lines. The lines don’t really do justice to what I lived.
But also, although you have become the cyber place where my life and all the parts of the puzzle join each other, I don’t know if I want the puzzle to be solved yet.

Actually, I will have to kill you blog.
You know too much. You have enough of hints to disclose who I am, but I like my low profile life I have right at the moment. You carry treasures deep in you drafts no one has seen so far. You know what occupies me, what I think of. You know how I am.
Sometimes you make me feel bad. Other times I am glad I got you.
If you were a human you could have total control over me.

But you’re only the result of some hardware components, succesfully assembled, calculating multiple queries. But I still decide what you display. Even the colour you show.

On days such as today I wished you were a human. I could blackmail you. But now you are just a dumb engine. If I told you I were to kill you, you wouldn’t object. Probably you even don’t mind.
Why do I tell you this much and you don’t care?

If you were a human you could help me to obtain what i really want. Now you are useless. And know too much.

I’ll have to kill you blog. Nuke you and wipe the sql file.

Just kidding blog. Maybe one day you will help me.
Help me full fill a dream and stop my run, the run I am on right at the moment.

Blog, if I weren’t such a macho, I would admit that I love you. But if I did, I certainly would have to kill you!
Oh never mind.

PS : Blog, can you help me with my dream?
PPS : Do you think I should publish that entry?