JakeJiLG.com

🚧 Homeless Detour Read

Art from Workshop is my only calling in life, or else I only live to die alone and poor, while serving the rich as my soul dies first in dead-end minimum wage. That’s like saying everybody needs to be a rodeo clown for a living.

To lovelessly deny any 1 artist / workshop worker their right(s) to a permanent home and workspace, is to deny all work you consume, including cars, computers, amenities, and your time which built your home.

I am not hypocritically denying you your home either, but you yourself denied a home when you deny any 1 worker who can God-willing build any 1 home. (example: me, homeless)

🚧 Main Read

Jacob Jilg, college graduate of The Creative Center 2004 Omaha, Nebraska, Cartoonist, Illustrator, Computer Artist, Web Developer, Software Engineer </>, and Certified Therapist.

✅ “I Know Code”
✅ (I do NOT code with A.I.)
❌ Homeless, I have no work bench.

I created these in Koder on iPhone. I will do much better with a PC bench, mechanical keyboard, and mouse at home.

https://jilg.art/game/hangman.html
🎮 HangMan

https://jilg.art/game/number_pop.html
🎮 Homage to Math Munchers

https://jilg.art/app/pong.html
🎮 Pong Game

https://jilg.art/app/stitch.html
✂️ Stitch Photos

https://jilg.art/app/clock.html
⏱️ Canvas Digital Clock

https://jilg.art/app/list.html
📝 Text Sorting App

Who do you do it for?

Short answer: Me!

I make my own fonts!

I still compose myself as if I’m NOT sleeping on the dirty ground with the bugs in a public park.

It’s mostly crickets and “Roly-poly” Isopoda (Pill Bugs). They don’t bite.

[Turn negative to positive, and...]

WordPress, https://JakeJiLG.com

𝕏Twitter Facebook ▷YouTube TikTok

Get in on these my “social” media public diaries before I delete them. I’ve made it my goal to silence all my external bla bla bla, and transition all my diaries to Journal App. I might leave up the profiles as dead online relics. I’ll delete my YouTube too when I get my own home and self-hosting server.

TheTenCommandments =
{ ToDo: 3, ShallNot: 7 };

This is possibly a list of my most frequent largest failings in life, but that “failings” could just be from the coping skills of my poverty imposed on me from others, and the frequent unjustifiable wrath imposed on me from others.

Mon 6th Apr 2026 24*7 from x30+ years (1996) a boy

I cannot live without a place to live, A home.

Meta: Whoever keeps blowing me (the mom, the gay, or the lusty prankster) Please stop. Amen.