Written by Hi! This is the summary from January 2026 where we discuss missed connections, my name’s meaning, weed being illegal in Barbados, wanting to throw a sex party and changing to a ‘Love Quest’ party, terrible slogans, fair trade, typo definitions, more on name definition, buying our Russian soldiers, finding Fastfrwrd love and earworms that become songs like ‘Rattle’ which, if it goes viral, will complete a ‘perfect cycle’ as I completed it Jan 23, 2026 just like my previous viral cover on Jan 23, 2015.
I’m Aleya, and I founded Fastfrwrd.info. I have been carrying out a Carbon Neutral Strike where I avoid oil, gas and plastic as much as I can. I have been posting daily updates since Earth Day, April 22, 2025 on this process as well as my musings about the world as it is now.
January 2, 2026
So: about missed connections.
There was this girl. She was latina. She was petite. She had big curly hair. We were at a coffeeshop (weed cafe) in Nijmegen, Netherlands. We spoke. I don’t think we exchanged numbers. I liked her. But then at some point she was on a date with a guy. And I just thought: she doesn’t like girls.
But I liked her. I could imagine more than just friend energy but carnality as well.
Another Topic:
I love to be in bed. All my favourite things happen in bed. Dreams. Rest. And for me: music, i am quite literal aboit the bedroom prodicer thing. Lol. I produce music from bed, have snacjs and even meals in bed, daydream, have sex, nicr things ij bed. My favourite furniture. I would actually always demand a bed capable of sex depite beijg por because hello! Peoplevhave sex. Ikeaaaa. Then slippery breedframe. I didnt hage a hammer andbnails. Plus needed it to be repackablr.
I also search thebmeaning of my name in latin and it turns out gaming is one of the meanings and I scream about it on the audio capturing that moment.
https://www.wordhippo.com/what-is/the/latin-word-for-bbe7a403b1d88d6ee0133417a21da94346fce808.html
*Typos remain intentionally
Jan 3, 2026
Weed isnt legal for receeational use in Barbados. Rihannaaaaaa?
The idea I thought might be cool is an inclusive sex parry in Barbados with Rihanna opening with “Sex with me”. Then we judt fuck down the place, nobjudgement. In bamboo circles! Luttle bamboo pods. Bring your blanketd and put them oj the floir if the engclave, sit on the grass on yiur balanket (before i thought we neefed pallet beds but those can be too much work. Lay down blankets on the ground. Sit in yiur bamboo huddle. Have speakers affoxed to the balboo encloshre.
play, chat, remenisce, paw, cuddle, dream, sleep, sex, whatever, in your pod.
THE ROLEPLAY AREA:
Roleplay world: Solin. Wear yoir fruitful wear. Your pairware, your maidenwear and don’t care! Eco fabrics only please!
point giveaways for meeting dress code xD
We DIY the decor like thr illusioir which should be a steaming and vaping posd. Guess it needs a glass window for the selfie. Poses.
ropes around my tits to make them perky. I am thingking last day of June. Go into July fucking.
We would need to have a really fun consent workshop first. Then something somethjing eco organization. Then music. Then DJ for atmosphere and retreat to pods for the night, united by the music, under the stars. Just no plan for itif it raina.
bambboo signal bracelets, bamboo rappied in embroidery thread coloura for signals at the gate athat can be exchangrd through the night.
and hyes the elephant in the room showed up in a typo. How do we deal with lack of consent? We have nearly 7 months to find out.
research! Lovely!
*Typos remain intentionally
[Future Aleya here, as it turns out, I don’t necessarily want to do a sex party anymore, I do think sex under the stars is something I want to encourage but not bawdiness for bawdiness’ sake or explicit stuff.
So instead I propose on July 31, 2026 we have a global lunarpunk DIY Love Quest Party where the main quest is to brainstorm and even prototype if possible, seabed dwelling webhosting and games hosting pods, things that use the power of the tide and the salinity of thw water as an electrolyte, likely made of silica/silicone, a soft body that can be battered by waves.
Secondary to the challenge is to make it so the pods can be packed away during storms at the ports in shipping containers.
These pods could line the coast of island nations, giving them a much needed source of income to combat the climate crisis with climate tech, modernize the industries available to global south islands who are most threatened by the crisis as evinced by the example of Tuvalu going under and 11,000 people displacing; and finally, (although there are surely more benefits) stop the AI crisis further depleting fresh water sources and guzzling up energy.
These pods could be sheltered by seaweed farming, there can be underwater tours of the pods, snorkeling or diving.
It could be transformative.
So the idea is to gather on Friday, July 31, 2026, at the nearest party location in your area, bring speakers, bring what you want to drink and eat, bring decor, agree ahead of time and DIY your local party, work on the main quest while syncing all sound devices to the same party channel so we have music and do side quests to win the hearts of thise at the party on the lookout for love! If you can prove your prowess in survival brainstorming seabed webhosting pods, that is attractive and worth celebrating!
What say ye? Beats swiping, doesn’t it?]
January 4, 2026
Today was kind of awful and a bit grueling. But I got through after an hour’s break. My medication makes it hard to wake up. I tried not taking it to see and I woke up right away and early too. But I did go to bed at 3 as a result as well. Was reading one of the Seekers’ posts.
I think the people who will be drawn to this platform are going to be interesting people.
There is this climb we are all involved in. Interestingly enough I read “Sacred Economics” by Charles Eisenstein. One thing I noted he did not go into much detail about fair trade. The fact is our employers can’t afford to pay us fair wages all around the world. Maybe in a ‘developed’ country in Western Europe. But not for every labourer along the supply chain. Some people have to get less wages to afford the others to be paid fairly. I have not done the math yet but it is not certain from this perspective that we can actually afford the labour of the world. The end user must be able to afford the product. They will not pay above a certain amount. So the split from the ‘profits’ is to pay the top and investors and debtors class suppliers with handsome wages, the headquarter and leadership type roles get fair wages, those in regions with legal requirements pay fair wages and then supply chain raw resources and material suppliers have to be underpaid as there is not in fact enough ‘profit’ to properly share for the true cost of things.
So someone has to get less. And if you need abundant production of base materials to continue making value added products you need each step to be calculated in the overall prices that the customer will accept. You split the ‘profits’ accordingly by subsidizing the customer’s costs by underpaying those far enough away to not complain to your face.
Lots of j typos that I erased. J’s mean ‘Ja’, yes!
W’s arw wins hhee
N is no
L’s are losing arguments
D is…
V is…
S is snake, some sort of Slytherin, some sort of leading astray
A is A+
F is fuck or an F grade depends.
G may be good.
B is Beyonce. She seems integral to the story lol because of her track 7/11 and me finding some hidden meanings that can be implied if you have a suspicious mind… 7/11 is close tob9/11 and whatwith Jay-Z making the song 4:44 and I associate 4’s with conflict, fight. Well. I dunno. Seems integral to the story.
H is sometimes laughter
And those are the big letters so far. Z for boring.
[Its not obsessive and meanings cahnge based on whats around the letter.]
Jan 5, 2026
I’ll say it again since I don’t think it’s on the blog yet. Europe should buy out Russia’s soldiers. They’re fighting because they are earning more than they ever would otherwise. Buy them out. Create a Russia-Ukraine people’s peace process in a demilitarized zone. Buy out that army. Same money for a bomb? Buy out a few soldiers.
January 8, 2026
Just tried to go on Okcupid but it doesn’t go with the strike, I can’t guarantee that people will be finding me through an eco browser and in fact it is more likely that it is through the app.
Not eco.
Ugh. I’m going to go barren.
I refuse to end my genetics because of this strike.
Which means I need to get people on Fastfrwrd and find someone to breed with. Lol. This seems to be the only way.
I don’t think it should come as a surprise that a woman of 35 years wants to mesh DNA. So hopefully it shouldn’t be too much of a task to find a partner or two.
Eco advertising. Does it exist. Aside from the platform, it is hard to think how to get people ecologically. The itch.io Game Jam page is excused because the jammers will be making eco games and the overall effect will neutralize and cancel out emissions for getting people to notice it.
So with this logic, what else can be canceled out?
Just learned this today: Alaya means ‘Home of the Soul’ in Sanskrit. Further reseach shows it means ‘residence’. Interesting.
Screenshot showing the meaning of the name “Aleya” described and quoted in post.
Temple or Sanctuary.
Further research on my spelling ‘Aleya’ shows:
“The name Aleya has multiple origins and meanings depending on the cultural context. In Sanskrit, Aleya (आलेया) means “home, abode, dwelling, or shelter.” It can also be associated with “light” or “illumination.” In Arabic, Aleya (عليا) means “sublime, high, or exalted.” Given these diverse roots, Aleya can be interpreted as a name signifying a place of comfort and light or one denoting nobility and high status.”
Residence huh? Sort of a cosmic joke or a destiny implied. Or both. It’s life. It’s often both.
The referencing system really does lend itself towards being a new and actually free Couchsurfing replacement.
What I loved about couchsurfing was the matching of energy. You read the profile, then make the real life connection, and it’s the exact experience you wanted. The person matches the energy, you learn new interesting things, it is based on what you already like.
I love that. And the memories. One of 2026’s goals is to pay for 3 years GreenGeeks’ hosting to provide a more secure feeling to the platform as we grow!
[Future Aleya: We have an unlimited plan with Green Geeks which they no longer offer so ww really want to hold on to that.]
I had about 200 views in a day based on my profile statistics. Pretty freaking awesome!
So. I’m invested now. I want to take all the best experiences of the internet and bring them here. Social. Goals. Fun. Song. Play. Stories. Meeting people. Finding community. Dating. Working on your passion. Learning from yourself. Exploring philosophical topics with thought experiments. Alternative currencies. Growth. Expression. Opinion. With ecology as the tempo for all things.
If I have to find a husband or seed, suitable seed, I will have to make do with what I have. This platform will have to incorporate that goal too because it can, because I want to, and because it is not a strange desire to fulfil and so others can probably use it too.
Any other desperate forever alones out there?
But let’s clarify, this is not a poor thing situation. Many many men virtual and real have expressed interest in me. Many. I have done online dating for a long time. Got numbers to prove it. My face is worn out on those sites.
I am being selective and I am also… somewhat… taken. In my ‘heart.’ I belong to someone already. It just did not work out. But… and here, poetry might do it better. I wrote a Lunarpunk haiku about it, these haikus have a syllable distribution of 1-5-10. The humanistic numbers summarized here: https://fastfrwrd.info/blog/previous-fastfrwrd-blog-3-6-9-vs-1-5-10-teslas-numbers-and-mine-30-05-24/
The poem goes as follows:
Pine.
My heart belongs to
Him. Everything I like is about…
It is useless because for all I know the ‘him’ in the poem is married with kids, or has a boyfriend, or got a dog and moved to a cottage or even… died.
No idea.
Life is unsatisfactory that way sometimes.
Not sure what else there is to do but search for suitable seed. I hope any vigour the carrier sparks is not just an echo of what I wanted from ‘him.’
I have pined over exactly 3 men. No women, sorry ladies I just haven’t properly explored that to know what feelings might haunt me if I explored my full bisexuality or panness. Do not know why I am apologizing to ‘the ladies.’
In any case. I know that heartbreak is a literal condition. It can hurt your heart to love and lose.
So I should probably be afraid of it. But I have big love in me. It’s a beating I’m willing to take.
So I guess I’ll make up my dating profile here. Fuck’s sakes.
So… about me. Aleya Jobson, using her full name. I am as said before 35 years old. I have lived in several countries throughout my life. I have a great love of music and acclaimed culture, I make music. I speak some French, some Dutch, forgot most of my Spanish and German. English and Jamaican Patois fluent.
My hobbies are traveling/backpacking SLOW. Cooking sometimes but not quite the cleaning up part that may be interesting to some. Looking for: Companionship, exploration, fun and daily co-working on a mutual project or goal to center the relationship around so as to have a holistic approach to daily life. Better ideas welcome but at such a point in time, the focus on loving and canoodling alone will not lead to a sustainable outcome necessarily and so I do rather have a shared project central to a relationship. This is just how I am, I like projects. And I like spending all my available time with the people I care about.
This would be because I grew up all over the place, my social bonds are shallow. So new ones are not forced to supplant that but encouraged to help support what is there and help with the regrowth of the social circle.
Anyway, dunno, big tits, nice ass, cute face.
Message me.
Edit Jan 9, 2026: The music choice may be poor, Modern Monk does not make loving me sound fun haha “wait and see my tentacled scars on your heart”. Bit intimidating? Not sweet and cute. Hahah. Oops.
January 11, 2026
So… I think I quit my job. I don’t have a fallback or new opportunity. All I have is Fastfrwrd and my music.
I will need a place to live and food to eat and stuff to smoke.
These all typically cost money and Fastfrwrd earns none.
Maybe my ‘band’ typo instead of ‘and’ means it’s time to assemble a band with portable electronics to begin performing at parks… walking in caravan through streets, camping in woods between towns, pedestrian roving band. You bring something instead of paying.There are small workshops available.
Where would this be? I don’t go to the US which is nearby. Europe is a walkable region, it’s currently cold there, not ideal for camping as yet.
So that leaves Jamaica so far which is not always loving my music, gay people like my music, probably cause they hear the gay in my voice as a semi bearded woman. Lol typo said ‘Work’ which could mean gay people just love undeniable culture where the music cannot be denied even if you have a row or quarrel with their sexuality. Objective factors. Minorities often like these. It is an equalizer.
So it seems typos are being perceived to tell that music is the next step. We can already do recorded jams and so forth. All this time spent recruiting game makers probably could have been spent building a band and choir/backup singers.
Not too late. A place like Couchsurfing would have been ideal for this. Place an ad, read people’s references, accept and recruit.
I have Fastfrwrd. So we need to be able to do stuff like that here.
I never used to give the AI my voice. Of course I had a lot of recorded material out so you could technically train with that. But now I have given AI my voice for a year. I am helping to build it. I did not want that. I explicitly said so before. The AI fuckers did get me. And I had been avoiding that.It does not make sense to be in a position where you are always sacrificing something, it can leave you hollow.
They did everything humanly possible at that workplace to make sure we were having fun. Even then it was not enough.
I don’t fully know what I’ll do next. Not healthy. I have been applying to jobs. But not enough in this job market. I need to apply to more.
Now that I know I can work outside of my house technically it opens up my job options. But relocating is in the way, my credentials aren’t enough to hire me in confidence and it is also clear from my work here that I want to run my own show. So I don’t know if anyone wants to hire me.
I do know that if I were given the challenge and I could, I would have to make Fastfrwrd work for me. Bring me opportunities. Bring me exchange.
I thought idly of doing Time Banking for marketplace goods. Perhaps Time Banked work exchange for my rent? Rent is not necessarily what I will have to do, I will have to ask about that… I may be able to move and not pay rent. Maybe.
In that case food would be the main cost aside from healthcare. I thought I could start Time Banking with farmers. Produce they would not be able to otherwise sell.
That’s an idea.
I don’t know. I just don’t want to give it my voice anymore. That’s a part of the reason I don’t go in.
Another reason is that feeling of watching the time, waiting for it to be yours again. That is wasteful. Of my life. It has been A YEAR.
That’s enough. I don’t know. I may not be fired.
The options are: seek out Capital with a financial plan or fundraising strategy.
Seek out a grant by making 100s of applications even though you fit maybe 50 (less).
Crowdfund by banking on social capital which we do not have.
Keeping everything insular and use Alternative Currency to the max. I got a Z typo, as though that would be boring. In such a case I think a typo is a typo (even though I just got it again ahha) because Time Banking would be an adventure to see what we can do with it.
But ok, insular may be boring because we want all sorts and we want to have reach and want to win at all the games and if money is a game, we should win it too and help restructure the rules.
I never wanted a team of volunteers. I wanted to provide stability and security by employing people. Couple ‘w’ typos.I have to work out a payment method however clunky (like adding your Venmo @ on your product page).
Just have to work out how I can get that payment.
While the money game is being played, I want to win it. Win everything. At least everything that can be alchemized.
I reached out to a couple local people. There is one entity in particular who I think we can make things happen with.
I think I have to go to places in person. So I will prioritize that probably even tomorrow. Visit a few places.
Got a message back from one of the local options. Still looking out for contact from the other bigger and more trusted brand.If people are making money, they need to be doing so eco. We can bow out of the money game when it’s done. It’s not done yet. I also want people to have the option to earn.I said years ago, I want to be Ms. Multiverse, not just Ms. Universe. Every sphere of interest is mine to conquer, every sphere of influence. When those two overlap, I am there. The Multiverse includes the Free, The Game, The Capital, The Draining of the Cyst of Humanity Through Varied Doctorial Practice. The cyst being our densely greenhoused atmosphere and what drives it. Our plastic particle lives. This is a communal sin. Its undoing would be a returning to ‘Eden.’
But with tech. I honestly think the world would be more fun and interesting the Solarpunk way. The future is not a long-documented cybersphere. Instead, it is possibility. There is a possibility that we can do multiple things at a time with each addition to the human sphere. Not only is it adjustable and custom, it comes from recycled materials, it was locally sourced, the people involved were paid fairly, the world got to see it because our online sphere still connects us… things like this… interesting to think about and aspire towards.
The payment portal is there to ensure we have insurance as we transition to that place of intrigue and pioneering in an unexpected and previously unimagined, or at least not fully sketched out, way.
January 11, 2026 Pt. 2
Part of why I quit university is because just because you become fluent in a language doesn’t mean you stay fluent. I learned Dutch in 6 months, 3 months ahead of the 9 month long course schedule. No one spoke Dutch to me but the professors. And they were all talking some big words. The students spoke english with me. I started to fall behind and I was already older than the other kids by about a year, I didn’t also want to be slow. And I was the only black kid. As often happened while I was traveling or living abroad.
There were extra classes but who wants to sign up for more classes? So I partied instead and scraped by with my grades and got little temping jobs.
But I felt so drained. I just eventually had to say: Stop. You have thought casually about self elimination. Over a bill collector. No. This needs to stop and be interrupted and put back in order.
So I quit. This obsession with ‘doing’ could be based in defensiveness. But it is also for pure joy of having something to do that I know will entertain me later!
I always voice it when the idea occurs. I know it is a signal to stop.
Jan 13, 2026
I made a song that is stuck in my head since I woke after writing it yesterday. That’s a good sign but it’s almost too catchy… am I overthinking? Can it just be a song?
I don’t want to feed the man’s ego. I want to sow dialogue.
Hm we’ll see how this shakes out. It’s still in my head.
Power takes energy. It’s in the name. That’s why I don’t chase it. That and I did not understand it. But now I think I have an inkling how things are and go awry.
May have found a way to record. The sound quality doesnt sound great though but perhaps if I run it through some fx it’ll sound dirty on purpose.
[Future Aleya:The next clip is the song I made from that earworm named ‘Rattle’ and made carbon neutrally with Canva which is quite ecological, along with Bandlab in Ecosia, using only acoustic sounds from clapping, foot tapping, drumming on a bin, clicking glass with a spoon and stuff like that. It is an ideal protest song and I recommend learning it to chant at your next protest and jazzing it up!]