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_drafts/2018-01-17-creativity-does-not-necessitate-originality.markdown

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-title:	"Creativity does not necessitate originality"
-date:	2018-01-17
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-
-  #### Or: No good comes from a vacuum
-
-![](/img/1*J9SQ1JdVMe1pSB-jePs1zg.jpeg)Photo by [Greg Rakozy](https://unsplash.com/photos/oMpAz-DN-9I?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/search/photos/creation?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)Even the above statement is not original. (No, really…you’ll see…)
-
-All writers are influenced by what we read, whether conscious or unconscious. For example, my writing style takes several cues from Terry Pratchett, sometimes very deliberately.[1] And there are no doubt countless unconscious influences feeding into my life in ways I don’t even realise.
-
-So in that sense I am in no way original. But in that same sense, it doesn’t **matter**.
-
-Stealing’s no good.[2] But remixing is — has always been, will always *be* — the foundation of creativity.
-
-Creativity is naturally cyclical. Readers write, and writers read. After all, there are only three[5] plots.
-
-It’s not just writing. Everyone is influenced by everything. Our imagination isn’t entirely our own — all media that we consume, all experiences that we have, every last thing that we see — gets thrown into one pot. Much like a baking recipe, the blend is original although the ingredients are not.
-
-Accepting the art of the remix is the first step on the journey to finding a voice **— YOUR** **voice**. Your personal experience (original by nature) will blend into everything else that shapes us as people, all those influences known and unknown.
-
-And that’s as original as it gets.
-
-So it’s a poorly kept secret my drafts section is overflowing. This is one more of those drafts finally being shoved out into the world. My original title was thus:
-
-![](/img/1*Y6Sd0_RYfJ1GYeszDo8ZbQ.png)Then Medium dropped this on me:
-
-[**Don’t Worry About Being Original — Everything’s a Remix**  
-*One of the biggest limiting beliefs I run into when talking to aspiring writers or creators is that they don’t have…*medium.com](https://medium.com/personal-growth/dont-worry-about-being-original-everything-s-a-remix-6fbb06ab1683 "https://medium.com/personal-growth/dont-worry-about-being-original-everything-s-a-remix-6fbb06ab1683")[](https://medium.com/personal-growth/dont-worry-about-being-original-everything-s-a-remix-6fbb06ab1683)And here we stand. The same sentiment, much of the same words. Classic example of case-in-point, in a meta sense. Pleasingly neat, actually.
-
-[1] Footnotes being just one recently rediscovered example
-
-[2] Unless you’re Robin Hood[3]
-
-[3] Sidenote[4]: is a rhyme split across a sentence and its footnote still a rhyme?
-
-[4] Footnote, sidenote…notes aplenty…Dear oh dear.
-
-[5] Replace ‘three’ with x number as appropriate. Doesn’t change the sentiment.
-
-  

_drafts/2018-02-26-meeting-my-match.markdown

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-title:	"Meeting my match"
-date:	2018-02-26
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-
-  #### Quoted By The Goat
-
-#### Matchbox Quotes Day 49 [2018–02–26]
-
-![](/img/1*HtuQdTpgJ7OV-GxNFaTMAA.png)
-> Igniting a duel of hearts  

_drafts/2018-05-06-we-fell-too-hard-too-fast.markdown

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-title:	"we fell too hard too fast"
-date:	2018-05-06
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-  ![](/img/1*bgClHJxffITMMUiAHTK5WQ.jpeg)Photo by [Ayko Kehl](https://unsplash.com/photos/N7lk60VTFfQ?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/search/photos/falling?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)we fell too hard too fast
-
-shattered too finely
-
-an exquisite fracturing
-
-  

_drafts/2018-07-23-they-are-the-dreameater-moths.markdown

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-title:	"They are the dreameater moths"
-date:	2018-07-23
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-  ![](/img/1*RZnY_kyFebNwwVE6sMJA6g.jpeg)Photo by [Timo Vijn](https://unsplash.com/photos/P8MrF0r4YUU?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/search/photos/moth?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)Fluttering in the edgewise gap between this world and the fantasy realm
-
-Quivering ominously on gauzy nebula-wings they chitter wordlessly
-
-They are the dreameater moths
-
-Nibbling holes in aspirations, chewing up hopes
-
-Warbling all the while
-
-Half-eaten ambitions, devoured desires
-
-They feast, and they sing
-
-Consuming delusion and delight alike
-
-Strange songs, these make — strange songs from strange beasts
-
-They are the dreameater moths
-
-Protect yours from them
-
-  

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+[[menu.main]]
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content/post/2016/03/to-give/index.md

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+categories = ["life", "me"]
+date = "2016-03-08T00:00:00.000Z"
+layout = "post"
+title = "Something has to give"
+description = "Finding the balance of light in the dark"
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+
+Dramatic and cynical. That's me. Sometimes dramatic and morbid. Frequently dramatic and self-derisive. But not often dramatic and funny. Or indeed, dramatic and happy. 
+
+Which doesn't make a whole lot of sense, all things considered.But of course it doesn't because I don't.
+
+I am a fundamental conflict with no visible resolution. My life philosophy is founded on the impossible - two diametrically opposed sets of beliefs. It shouldn't work. It doesn't work and yet it is.
+
+I cannot embrace it, because it is senseless. I cannot change it, for I cannot find favour for one set of ideals over another. 
+
+But I *cannot* go on like this. Permanently torn, personality and belief in two separate facets.

content/post/2017/11/eureka-moments-never-had/index.markdown

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+date = "2017-11-29"
-title:	"Eureka moments never had"
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+> “Little particles of inspiration sleet through the universe all the time traveling through the densest matter in the same way that a neutrino passes through a candyfloss haystack, and most of them miss.” — Terry Pratchett, Sourcery
 
-  ![](/img/1*7PVzzRFriu35p-sJV4rwLA.jpeg)via https://unsplash.com
+Most of them never find the right target.
-> “Little particles of inspiration sleet through the universe all the time traveling through the densest matter in the same way that a neutrino passes through a candyfloss haystack, and most of them miss.” — Terry Pratchett, SourceryMost of them never find the right target.
 
 The human mind possesses an overwhelming capacity for creativity that continually overwhelms me. Society, science, technology….humanity…has advanced in directions that were previously unimaginable, nevermind thought impossible. And no doubt it will continue to do so.
 
@@ -18,7 +22,9 @@ Everyone is a creative. Humanity’s greatest strength is imagination, be it app
 However, human society currently isn’t conducive to that.
 
 
-> “I am, somehow, less interested in the weight and convolutions of Einstein’s brain than in the near certainty that people of equal talent have lived and died in cotton fields and sweatshops.” ― Stephen Jay GouldI believe people having to work to survive is criminal. It’s one of the reasons I support Universal Basic Income. What if people were freed from having to go to jobs they probably hate just to be able to survive…to be able to keep working? What if this insane cycle was broken, via automation or otherwise? What then?
+> “I am, somehow, less interested in the weight and convolutions of Einstein’s brain than in the near certainty that people of equal talent have lived and died in cotton fields and sweatshops.” ― Stephen Jay Gould
+
+I believe people having to work to survive is criminal. It’s one of the reasons I support Universal Basic Income. What if people were freed from having to go to jobs they probably hate just to be able to survive…to be able to keep working? What if this insane cycle was broken, via automation or otherwise? What then?
 
 If it were ever allowed to happen, maybe it’d lead to people not knowing what to do with the time they’d suddenly been granted. But I don’t think so.
 

content/post/2018/01/angels-got-their-halos/index.markdown

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+title = "“The best way out is always through. Angels got their halos walking through the fires of hell”"
-title:	"“The best way out is always through. Angels got their halos walking through the fires of hell”"
+date = "2018-01-21"
-date:	2018-01-21
+categories = ["life"]
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-  ![](/img/1*JU7deLCU5l54IDbLwO5M2A.jpeg)Photo by [Mohamed Nohassi](https://unsplash.com/photos/UKX_DwNKXSA?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/search/photos/fire?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)Those are the words of someone who shattered my trust. And yet I still repeat those words like a mantra.
+Those are the words of someone who shattered my trust. And yet I still repeat those words like a mantra.
 
 Despite all she took from me, she gave me those words. Those words of power. Perhaps they were even worth all the pain. Perhaps. Because they are so fundamentally true. The only answer, when life sucks, is *keep going*.
 
+> “If you’re *going through hell*, keep going.” — *Winston Churchill*
 
-> “If you’re *going through hell*, keep going.” — *Winston Churchill*Churchill said it first, of course. But I prefer the Angels version. Not just because of the special meaning it holds to me, but for the extra emotional punch.
+Churchill said it first, of course. But I prefer the Angels version. Not just because of the special meaning it holds to me, but for the extra emotional punch.
 
 Imagine an angel.
 
@@ -25,8 +35,8 @@ What she always has the choice in, however, is to keep going. Step after step, d
 
 Take the path. Walk through the fire. Emerge as a phoenix.
 
-If fire still licks around you, remember — just *keep going. *You cannot go back — and to stop would invite the flame to consume you.
+If fire still licks around you, remember — just *keep going.* You cannot go back — and to stop would invite the flame to consume you.
 
-*If only I were better at listening to what I preach…*
+<sup>*If only I were better at listening to what I preach…*</sup>
 
   

content/post/2018/01/burn-fierce-burn-bright/index.markdown

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-Crimson like full lusty lips, beckoning you into a kiss. The flame of passion.
+Crimson. Lips beckoning you into a kiss. The flame of passion.
 
-Electric blue like the roar of a blowtorch, the crackle and snap of lightning sparks. The flame of drive.
+Electric blue. The roar of a blowtorch, the crackle and snap of lightning sparks. The flame of drive.
 
-Clear like open air, shimmering on a hot summers day. The flame of spirit.
+Clear. Open air, shimmering on a hot summers day. The flame of spirit.
 
-White like a melded rainbow, colours melted together into searing snow. The flame of hope.
+White. A melded rainbow, colours fused together into searing snow. The flame of hope.
 
-Yellow like gilt leaf wrought defiant on crisp white page, glowing against. The flame of optimism.
+Yellow. Gilt leaf wrought defiant on crisp white page, glowing against. The flame of optimism.
 
-Cherry red like the core of a star, the roaring celestial furnace. The flame of strength.
+Cherry Red. The core of a star, the roaring celestial furnace. The flame of strength.
 
-Blood red like the torrential force pumping through your veins, the rush of power and vitality. The flame of life.
+Blood Red. Torrential force pumping through your veins, the rush of power and vitality. The flame of life.
 
-Pink like petals on the most delicate of roses, wafer thin and dancing to the breeze. The flame of love.
+Pink. Delicate rose petals, wafer thin and dancing to the breeze. The flame of love.
 
 <span style="color: #700F00;">Crimson</span>, <span style="color: #7DD2DF">electric blue</span>, <span style="color: #00000000;-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0.8px;
 -webkit-text-stroke-color: white;">clear</span>, white, <span style="color: yellow">yellow</span>, <span style="color: #CD001A">cherry red</span>, <span style="color: #7D221D">blood red</span>, <span style="color: pink;">pink</span>.

content/post/2018/01/creativity-does-not-necessitate-originality/index.markdown

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+layout = "post"
+categories = ["life", "writing"]
+title = "Creativity does not necessitate originality"
+description = "Or: No good comes from a vacuum"
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+Even the above statement is not original. (No, really…you’ll see…)
+
+All writers are influenced by what we read, whether conscious or unconscious. For example, my writing style takes several cues from Terry Pratchett, sometimes very deliberately.[^1] And there are no doubt countless unconscious influences feeding into my life in ways I don’t even realise.
+
+So in that sense I am in no way original. But in that same sense, it doesn’t **matter**.
+
+Stealing’s no good.[^2] But remixing is — has always been, will always *be* — the foundation of creativity.
+
+Creativity is naturally cyclical. Readers write, and writers read. After all, there are only three[^5] plots.
+
+It’s not just writing. Everyone is influenced by everything. Our imagination isn’t entirely our own — all media that we consume, all experiences that we have, every last thing that we see — gets thrown into one pot. Much like a baking recipe, the blend is original although the ingredients are not.
+
+Accepting the art of the remix is the first step on the journey to finding a voice **— YOUR** **voice**. Your personal experience (original by nature) will blend into everything else that shapes us as people, all those influences known and unknown.
+
+And that’s as original as it gets.
+
+So it’s a poorly kept secret my drafts section is overflowing. This is one more of those drafts finally being shoved out into the world. My original title was thus:
+
+![](1*Y6Sd0_RYfJ1GYeszDo8ZbQ.png)
+
+Then Medium dropped this on me:
+
+[**Don’t Worry About Being Original — Everything’s a Remix**  
+*One of the biggest limiting beliefs I run into when talking to aspiring writers or creators is that they don’t have…* medium.com](https://medium.com/personal-growth/dont-worry-about-being-original-everything-s-a-remix-6fbb06ab1683 "https://medium.com/personal-growth/dont-worry-about-being-original-everything-s-a-remix-6fbb06ab1683")[](https://medium.com/personal-growth/dont-worry-about-being-original-everything-s-a-remix-6fbb06ab1683)
+And here we stand. The same sentiment, much of the same words. Classic example of case-in-point, in a meta sense. Pleasingly neat, actually.
+
+[^1]: Footnotes being just one recently rediscovered example
+
+[^2]: Unless you’re Robin Hood[^3]
+
+[^3]: Sidenote[^4]: is a rhyme split across a sentence and its footnote still a rhyme?
+
+[^4]: Footnote, sidenote…notes aplenty…Dear oh dear.
+
+[^5]: Replace ‘three’ with *x* sub infinite number as appropriate. Doesn’t change the sentiment.
+
+  

content/post/2018/02/for-the-love-of-blood/index.markdown

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content/post/2018/02/meeting-my-match/index.markdown

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+
+  #### Quoted By The Goat
+
+#### Matchbox Quotes Day 49 [2018–02–26]
+
+> Igniting a duel of hearts  

content/post/2018/03/finding-your-voice/index.markdown

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+title = "Finding your voice"
-title:	"Finding your voice"
+description = "Yours and only yours to claim…"
-date:	2018-03-28
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-  #### Yours and only yours to claim…
+I haven’t found my voice. I have, however, found *more of* it.
-
-![](/img/1*ZFBkRUl5Z01iCAmXiEcdcA.jpeg)Photo by [Vince Fleming](https://unsplash.com/photos/afrNpD1wKZU?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/search/photos/yell?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)I haven’t found my voice. I have, however, found *more of* it.
 
 I don’t often look back at my previous work. Partly because when I do all I see is flaws[1] but also because my views have changed so much. For a variety of reasons[4], my world has opened up in the past couple years.
 

content/post/2018/03/heres-to-the-twilight/index.markdown

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+title = "Here’s to the twilight times"
-title:	"Here’s to the twilight times"
+date = "2018-03-20"
-date:	2018-03-20
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-  ![](/img/1*gOXPMNusZEjRIFOr_ORqCw.jpeg)Photo by [Max Langelott](https://unsplash.com/photos/Hw62tzAkXXE?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/search/photos/autumn?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)Many people love the summer. It’s heat and relaxation.
+Many people love the summer. It’s heat and relaxation.
 
 I’m not one of them. The heat melts my brain thoroughly. I find myself unable to think, let alone do. Which is all well and good on holiday, but otherwise a pain. And *dear* *god* the hayfever from all of these goddamn plants. Cluttering up the place looking pretty and producing lifegiving oxygen…how dare they!
 

content/post/2018/04/jekyll-and-hyde/index.markdown

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-title:	"Jekyll and Hyde Philosophy"
+categories = ["life", "me", "philosophy"]
-date:	2018-04-30
+title ="Jekyll and Hyde Philosophy"
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+description = "Torn between the bad and the ugly"
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-  #### Torn between the bad and the ugly
+I’ve mused before about my irreconcilable dual philosophy. The part of me that inspires the ‘Neither do I’ in my "Adrenaline Junkie afraid to die...doesn't make sense, neither do I" — it’s not just there for the rhyme!
 
-![](/img/1*y1NXI-alfOz6PgFt2VvP3A.jpeg)Photo by [Wendy Scofield](https://unsplash.com/photos/TjfQR3JgGG8?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/search/photos/syringe?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)I’ve mused before about my irreconcilable dual philosophy. The part of me that inspires the ‘Neither do I’ in my bio — it’s not just there for the rhyme!
+In the shower[^1] just now it hit me what that is.
-
-In the shower[1] just now it hit me what that is.
 
 It’s a Jekyll and Hyde philosophy.
 
-Sometimes, I attempt optimism with earnest. I see the world for what it *could be*, rather than the twisted anarchy that it is. And I am fired to fight towards that. My philosophy in these times is all-encompassing, laid back and non-judgmental. I believe — truly believe — in a Utopian future.[2]
+Sometimes, I attempt optimism with earnest. I see the world for what it *could be*, rather than the twisted anarchy that it is. And I am fired to fight towards that. My philosophy in these times is all-encompassing, laid back and non-judgmental. I believe — truly believe — in a Utopian future.[^2]
 
-That’s my Jekyll philosophy. One of the best intentions.[3]
+That’s my Jekyll philosophy. One of the best intentions.[^3]
 
 Then, I inevitably remember (or am reminded) [*Life is Shit*](https://medium.com/@WhereAngelsFearToTread/rainbows-lollipops-and-sunshine-498cdad1e3f).
 
 This is the spiteful, cynical, middle finger to the universe side of my splintered worldview. Where I see that its a goddamn miracle the human race hasn’t obliterated itself *already *and we’re all living on borrowed time. A philosophy that is malevolent and selfish. Shit sucks and all we can do is make the best of it.
 
-But it also brings an anger — a futile rage against the universe that doesn’t give a shit. And a justified rage against The Powers That Be which don’t give a shit *either.[4]*
+But it also brings an anger — a futile rage against the universe that doesn’t give a shit. And a justified rage against The Powers That Be which don’t give a shit *either.[^4]*
 
 That’s my Hyde philosophy. One of sometimes-righteous anger but shot through with wide cracks of black malice.
 
@@ -34,12 +42,10 @@ Though if that were to happen, I don’t know which side would win.
 
 I don’t know which side I’d *want* to win, either.
 
-[1] Why is it always the shower? I guess because its the only high-daydream activity we do regularly and consistently…
+[^1]: Why is it always the shower? I guess because its the only high-daydream activity we do regularly and consistently…
 
-[2] Equality for all and all that wonderful bollox.
+[^2]: Equality [Ed. Note 2021: Nope. Meant equity!] for all and all that wonderful bollox.
-
-[3] For all the good that intentions are…
-
-[4] And anger is a veritable powerplant of energy, creative and otherwise. If it was good enough for Terry Pratchett, it is more than good enough for me.
 
+[^3]: For all the good that intentions are…
 
+[^4]: And anger is a veritable powerplant of energy, creative and otherwise. If it was good enough for Terry Pratchett, it is more than good enough for me.

content/post/2018/05/acidic-introduction-to-hate-love/index.markdown

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+description = "Vodka-soaked and bleeding"
 +++
 
-  #### Vodka-soaked and bleeding
-
 *Foreword: I’ve been gestating this story for a long time. Because the events of it transfigured me. And that’s why I’m so sure it is worth telling, even if objectively it may not be ‘all that’. Now, YOU can be the judge of that.*
 
 I fell out of my first relationship, rolled down several (metaphorical, mostly) flights of stairs and ended up straight in another. At the very least I should be glad I learnt all that I have as early as I have. Although it doesn’t seem to have done me much good — but that’s for another time.

content/post/2018/05/we-fell-too-hard/index.markdown

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+
+we fell too hard too fast
+
+shattered too finely
+
+an exquisite fracturing
+
+  

content/post/2018/06/is-self-reflection-enough/index.markdown

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-title:	"Is self reflection enough?"
+date = "2018-06-13"
-date:	2018-06-13
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-  ![](/img/1*X6EM9sYgei-wM70Z3IoGxw.jpeg)I’ve been doing a lot (a whole lot!) of self reflection lately. It’s probably *reflected* — Hah! (Sorry[1]) — in my writings.
+I’ve been doing a lot (a whole lot!) of self reflection lately. It’s probably *reflected* — Hah! (Sorry[^1]) — in my writings.
 
-I’m trying to figure out *who I am*. And [*what I ****do***](https://medium.com/@WhereAngelsFearToTread/obviously-im-biased-but-80778a2de71e). Big questions. But ones I want answers to.
+I’m trying to figure out *who I am*. And [*what I* ***do***](https://medium.com/@WhereAngelsFearToTread/obviously-im-biased-but-80778a2de71e). Big questions. But ones I want answers to.
 
 Not least because of the series of relationship explosions I’ve undergone recently. In particular I’m trying to identify and neutralise toxic behaviours I either already had or developed in those relationships.
 
-I’m pretty sure I’m badly codependent. Which needs to change. I also have a major tendency to jump ahead of myself when I should be rolling with the punches.[2] But I don’t know exactly how. Which loops quite neatly to the title.
+I’m pretty sure I’m badly codependent. Which needs to change. I also have a major tendency to jump ahead of myself when I should be rolling with the punches.[^2] But I don’t know exactly how. Which loops quite neatly to the title.
 
-I’ve been looking inward. Balancing it with looking outward. Trying to let a *little* more positivity bleed into the darkness.[3]
+I’ve been looking inward. Balancing it with looking outward. Trying to let a *little* more positivity bleed into the darkness.[^3]
 
 Trying really damn hard to be more mindful, more grateful.
 
-All of that is good. But is it enough? Can I do this — whatever *this *is — alone?
+All of that is good. But is it enough? Can I do this — whatever *this* is — alone?
 
 I don’t know. Which is another thing I’m working at being better at — admitting when I’m wrong or don’t know. Which is a lot of the time when *this* is involved.
 
 I guess I’m just trying to be a better person. Something I should be able to manage alone. In theory. I don’t know.
 
-[1] I’m not.
+[^1]: I’m not.
 
-[2] I don’t mean that inherently negatively as it implies. *Going with the flow *just isn’t violent enough for me. On second thoughts maybe I *do*.
+[^2]: I don’t mean that inherently negatively as it implies. *Going with the flow *just isn’t violent enough for me. On second thoughts maybe I *do*.
 
-[3] Sometimes.
+[^3]: Sometimes.
 
   

content/post/2018/06/on-labels/index.markdown

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+title = "On labels"
-title:	"On labels"
+description = "Another double edged philosophy"
-date:	2018-06-15
+date = "2018-10-25"
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-  #### Another double edged philosophy
+Labels are great. They help organise things, like files. They underpin organisation and sorting systems. Categorisation.
-
-![](/img/1*4hLg_xEJR-4deFWCq-U8dg.jpeg)Labels are great. They help organise things, like files. They underpin organisation and sorting systems. Categorisation.
 
 Labels get tricky when applied to things that defy categorisation. People.
 
@@ -28,7 +30,7 @@ But gratitude won’t do. I am trying to become an Ally to those less fortunate.
 
 On a separate but related note as it were, I have a new label for myself.
 
-I am hetroflexible. Maybe even bi. The truth is I’m not quite sure.
+I am hetroflexible. Maybe even bi. [Ed. note 2021: Pan, these days! 🏳️‍🌈] The truth is I’m not quite sure.
 
 ‘Confused’ feels like the most valid label, but I’m concerned that it would be interpreted as ‘making light’ of a serious issue. For want of a better word. Anyway!
 
@@ -36,11 +38,11 @@ Am I leveraging that declaration to make a point? Yes, a little bit. Is it justi
 
 Because my point is thus:
 
-Us. Never *Them*.* *Remember the person.
+Us. Never *Them*. Remember the person.
 
 With one exception. Which I suppose is the real double bladed part of the philosophy. Almost hypocritical. But you should be used to that by now.
 
-Anyway. The exception. Those that wield labels like weapons. See themselves as better than anyone else.** **To them I say…
+Anyway. The exception. Those that wield labels like weapons. See themselves as better than anyone else. To them I say…
 
 **Fuck Off**
 

content/post/2018/07/dreameater-moths/index.markdown

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+date = "2018-07-23"
+description = "Yeah, me too. Sorry [^1]"
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+Fluttering in the edgewise gap between this world and the fantasy realm
+
+Quivering ominously on gauzy nebula-wings they chitter wordlessly
+
+They are the dreameater moths
+
+Nibbling holes in aspirations, chewing up hopes
+
+Warbling all the while
+
+Half-eaten ambitions, devoured desires
+
+They feast, and they sing
+
+Consuming delusion and delight alike
+
+Strange songs, these make — strange songs from strange beasts
+
+They are the dreameater moths
+
+Protect yours from them

content/post/2018/10/how-to-be-invincible/index.markdown

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+title = "How to be invincible"
-title:	"How to be invincible"
+description = "A beginners guide to the impossible"
-date:	2018-10-25
+date = "2018-10-25"
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-  #### A beginners guide to the impossible
+Authors' note: I reckons that should say “Trust your gut, cuddle a cat and slam tequila” But that wasn’t on Unsplash…
 
-![](/img/1*pzsYIBePPPQEwLMa9ubftA.jpeg)Photo by [Matt Atherton](https://unsplash.com/photos/zuEjcqGWVBc?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/search/photos/impossible?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) | Authors note: I reckons that should say “Trust your gut, cuddle a cat and slam tequila” But that wasn’t on Unsplash…Three years ago, I never would have thought that I could write a novel. Let alone write on in **thirty days**.
+Three years ago, I never would have thought that I could write a novel. Let alone write on in **thirty days**.
 
 That’s right, it’s almost that time of year again! November is fast becoming one of my favourite months — not just because of Halloween and the fireworks, but the novelling. This year I’ve been particularly fierce in my quest to get people to join me on the mad journey — and have been met with reasonable success. This is another slab in that road.
 
@@ -48,7 +57,7 @@ It’s how I wrote a novel in a month, and it is how **you** can too. Or anythin
 
 Do enough impossible things and you will be invincible. Simple.⁵
 
-¹ Not the electrical kind, unless you have *really *odd aspirations…
+¹ Not the electrical kind, unless you have *really* odd aspirations…
 
 ² Well no, I didn’t actually. Because I’m a cheap bastard…
 
@@ -58,7 +67,7 @@ Do enough impossible things and you will be invincible. Simple.⁵
 
 ⁵ That is what I promised you after all, isn’t it? How to be invincible? And if you can do the impossible, then you must be invincible…right?⁶
 
-⁶ Don’t tell me you were actually looking for *immortality. *Because if you were, fuck *right* off.⁷ You *actually thought* I’d publish the secret to that on *Medium*, for *free*?! Hah.
+⁶ Don’t tell me you were actually looking for *immortality.* Because if you were, fuck *right* off.⁷ You *actually thought* I’d publish the secret to that on *Medium*, for *free*?! Hah.
 
 ⁷ But come right back if you find it somewhere else. *Please?*
 

content/post/2018/12/NEXT-YEAR/index.md

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+
+I’m alone for New Year’s again this year. Though this time it’s intentional…I’m never much one for sentimental shit anyway. This is as far as I’ll go.
+
+It’s been a hell of a couple of years, but for better or worse I seem to be finally running out of the semifictional pain that’s fueled so much of my writing lately. People seem to like reading about pain — like that old adage about news bad news sells. Schadenfreude does too, and it helps that some of my best writing is in pain…
+
+[An Acidic Introduction to Hate-Love](/post/2018/05/acidic-introduction-to-hate-love/)
+
+[Chasing Her Blinkered](/post/2018/12/chasing-her-blinkered/)
+
+BUT I didn’t only write about pain…and people seem to like that too…
+
+[Burn Fierce Burn Bright](/post/2018/01/burn-fierce-burn-bright/)
+
+[You Are...](/post/2018/10/you-are/)
+
+I won’t say things are looking up because then I’ll jinx it[^3]. Though a lot of it still had a dark streak, but that’s me and that’s capital-L Life I’m afraid…
+
+[Meeting my Match](/post/2018/02/meeting-my-match/)
+
+[A Page in the Snow Book by the Frenetic Scribbler](/post/2018/03/a-page-in-the-snow-book/)
+
+I also experimented with all sorts of departure from my usual form…hang on a minute, you’re right, I don’t have a usual form. Regardless, these were fun…
+
+[A Love Letter to the Infernal Combustion Engine](/post/2018/04/a-love-letter/)
+
+[They are the Dreameater Moths](post/2018/07/dreameater-moths/)
+
+Last but not least…remember,
+
+[Fuck The World](/post/2018/06/fuck-the-world/)
+
+See you in the New Year. And remember it’s just the same shit as the last one — so the best time to fix it was yesterday. And that’ll be last year soon. Get on with it you lazy bastard¹!
+
+---
+
+[^1]: If you don’t know the drill by now, you should. I don’t apologise for a damn thing[^2], because that would mean apologising for being me and…no.
+
+[^2]: Except for when I fuck up, but that’s a different kettle of fish — and besides…who the hell is putting fish in a kettle?!
+
+[^3]: …wait. I did it again — damn and blast.

content/post/2020/12/olivia.md

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-tags = ["52stories", "short story"]
+tags = ["52stories", "short story", "OH"]
 date = "2020-12-13 00:25:00"
 layout = "post"
 title = "Olivia, The Storm"

content/post/2021/12/newflame/index.md

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 categories = ["poetic"]
-tags = ["fire"]
+tags = ["fire", "HL"]
 date = "2021-12-15T00:19:00.000Z"
 layout = "post"
 title = "Newflame"

content/post/2021/12/stolenpast/index.md

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+
+Status quo, it is said, is latin for the mess that we are in.
+
+> You're always one decision away from a totally different life
+
+Those words are some of the most freeing I know. They help keep the wanderlust that runs through the fibers of my being placated...sober. I live as lightly as I can for good reason. Mostly because I have no other choice.
+
+Here's something that might be obvious about me. Faced with stability and with sanity, with things as they are; and faced equally with the unknown and the curious, the passionate and the novel I never even need think. It's all interlinked with [The Rush](post/2018/07/chasing-the-edge/), of course. That's not to say I *always* pursue the novel at the expense of all else, that would be foolish... even for me.
+
+Where was I? Ah, yeah. There's another quote that comes to mind here, though it will itself be the kernel of a full piece, eventually:
+
+> Be ruthless for your own wellbeing
+
+Life's too short not to live to the max, I (more than) believe that. And not to forget that there's always [a third way](post/2018/01/forging-a-path-into-the-web-of-unknown/). I am, as I've taken to saying, always thinking sideways.
+
+Choose slow death? Or choose Life?
+
+I choose Life. Are you with me?

content/post/2022/04/phoenix/index.md

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+date = "2022-04-08T00:10:00.000Z"
+layout = "post"
+title = "Phoenix, Motherfucker"
+description = "I'm immortal. You don't want to be."
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+
+Think of a sickly, wounded bird. Faded grey.
+
+Then think of a fire licking up around it. A funeral pyre and also a celebration of (re)birth.
+
+A phoenix must die to rise. To be renewed. Consumed [in flame](/post/2021/12/newflame/) that does not hurt but heals. I like the way it burns.
+
+Partly because of [the great sieve I have in place of a brain](post/2018/01/some-things-stick/) I am immortal. I am a phoenix, motherfucker. If you want to beat me down, you're going to need a bigger stick. And more patience than there are stars in the sky.
+
+I live moment by moment. Breath by breath. Pain doesn't stick, but pleasure doesn't either. It's a different way to live, as unimaginable to you as the fact I have no minds eye (If you *can* imagine, reach out. We can be alone together). I rage against the dying of the light, yet there is nothing I can do.
+
+I must move forwards, because stillness is death. An endless restlessness that I wish on no one.
+
+I am not as I was. I shall not be as I am. Blink by blink I change faster than I can keep up with. Someday, perhaps I will find an iteration of myself I don't vehemently hate.
+
+Hate me? I empathise. (Oh to be able to turn these pretty/twisted words into song...)

content/post/2022/06/armoury/index.md

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+tags = ["HL", "AL", "OH"]
+date = "2022-06-25T11:00:00.000Z"
+layout = "post"
+title = "Armoury of The Mind"
+description = "A long suffering metaphor"
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+
+I don't remember where it came from, although that's no surprise anymore. But I do remember what it means. I am the Shield, and She is the Sword.
+
+A Shield can be a weapon unto itself. Wielded with hammer blows. But a Sword is superior.
+
+A Sword can be a defence method. Who wants to walk into a whirling blade? But a Shield is superior.
+
+This long suffering metaphor is intended to emphasise the power of being together.
+
+You cannot do everything. Hell, you almost can't do anything...alone. The society we have sleepwalked into building[^1] pushes us away from that every day. It has almost become [duty to rebel](post/2018/03/i-opt-out-too/). Do not play by the rules, nobody else will. You cannot fight alone. And why should you? Find your tribe. That, after all, is how we were made to live. Natural *isn't always* good, but maybe in this case. Hell if I really know.
+
+Lately, the Armoury has expanded. Sword and Shield joined by Axe and Crossbow. Unique weapons with unique strengths and weaknesses.
+
+An axe hits harder than a sword, but takes more strength to wield. An axe can also be a tool, whereas a sword is peculiarly weaponised. A crossbow has the obvious advantage of range. But good luck cutting anyone with it.
+
+Not that the specifics matter to the metaphor. Think first and ask questions later, that's me as ever. People being weapons (problematic, I'll admit) is by the by...the point is more...
+
+Life's a battle. Let's go to war **together**.
+
+---
+
+[^1]: I continue to believe that the world we have created is fundamentally incompatible with human nature, and there *will* be a reckoning. More on that another time.

content/post/2022/06/truelies/index.md

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+
+I lied for her. And that was fine.
+
+Couldn't tell her friends. They hate me. I empathise.
+
+I lied to her. And that was the end of all things.
+
+I never should have. I did. And I don't even remember.
+
+I wish I could remember. The good. The bad. And the fake.
+
+Everyone else knows more about me than I do.
+
+Why did I think it would be fine?

content/post/2022/12/love/index.md

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+Staring into the eyes of someone who loves you above all else is like staring into a fire.
+
+Pressing your face right into the flames until you feel flesh slough from bone.
+
+All else slough away from the world.
+<br><br>
+Only eyes and fire remain.<br>
+Embrace. Inferno.<br>
+<br>
+The only question is...<br>
+Can you match that fire?

content/post/2023/11/IMFKAG/index.md

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+date = "2023-11-01T00:10:00.000Z"
+layout = "post"
+title = "Instruction Manual for Killing a God"
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+    Version: One
+    Gods Eliminated: Nil
+
+It is known that you can't kill a god in combat, no matter how powerful your weapon. They are immortal, immune to all harm. Fair enough.
+
+But a god is predicated on belief. Erase the knowledge of, belief in, reverence of, *fear* of, a deity and they are **nothing**. Sand in the wind.
+
+Killing small gods, then, is easy. One might feasibly slaughter their followers; convince those that have simply heard of them that it was but myth (the supernatural never quite escapes a kernel of doubt, in any case); and burn up all written reference to them.
+
+Killing an elder, established god is a much trickier matter. The volume of material mentioning them a veritable torrent, their followers legion. More than the work of one person, even over a lifetime dedicated to a cause unmaking.
+
+To kill a god, ironically enough, you need to build a religion. One dedicated to their nonexistence. You must perpetrate the belief not only that the diety in question does not exist, but has never existed and could not exist. You must inspire this belief to be so fervent and infectious that all reference to them is blotted out, pages from tomes torn and burned, memories purpousfully cauterised.
+
+Do not stray into inspiring hate. You are preaching absence, indifference, *forgetting*.
+
+Finally and most precariously, you must cause your very followers to disband from your cause, engineer your religion cannibalising itself into a nonexistence that leaves only the absence of its once-divine intended target behind in its implosion. This absence will be invisible by definition, an unseen scar in the fabric of reality.
+
+Belief is the most powerful thing. Its absence evermore so.
+
+[Would you like to start a cult with me?](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VAXg78MKJcM)

content/soundboard/index.html

@@ -0,0 +1,65 @@
+<html>
+    <head>
+        <title>Soundboard</title>
+        <style>
+        button {
+            padding: 10px;
+            margin: 10px;
+            font-size: xx-large;
+        }
+        </style>
+    </head>
+    <body>
+        <div style="display: flex; flex-direction: column; padding: 2em;">
+	        <audio preload="auto" id="1">
+		        <source src="fuckingguy.mp3" type="audio/mp3">
+	        </audio>
+	        <button type="button" class="btn btn-lg btn-block" onclick="document.getElementById('1').play()">Fucking Guy</button>
+
+            <audio preload="auto" id="2">
+		        <source src="heyadora.mp3" type="audio/mp3">
+	        </audio>
+	        <button type="button" class="btn btn-lg btn-block" onclick="document.getElementById('2').play()">Hey Adora</button>
+
+            <audio preload="auto" id="3">
+		        <source src="fail.wav" type="audio/wav">
+	        </audio>
+	        <button type="button" class="btn btn-lg btn-block" onclick="document.getElementById('3').play()">PAT Fail</button>
+
+            <audio preload="auto" id="4">
+		        <source src="corntact.mp3" type="audio/mp3">
+	        </audio>
+	        <button type="button" class="btn btn-lg btn-block" onclick="document.getElementById('4').play()">Corntact (Hordak)</button>
+
+            <audio preload="auto" id="5">
+		        <source src="adventure.mp3" type="audio/mp3">
+	        </audio>
+	        <button type="button" class="btn btn-lg btn-block" onclick="document.getElementById('5').play()">ADVENTURE</button>
+
+            <audio preload="auto" id="6">
+		        <source src="objection.mp3" type="audio/mp3">
+	        </audio>
+	        <button type="button" class="btn btn-lg btn-block" onclick="document.getElementById('6').play()">Objection!</button>
+
+            <audio preload="auto" id="7">
+		        <source src="glados.mp3" type="audio/mp3">
+	        </audio>
+	        <button type="button" class="btn btn-lg btn-block" onclick="document.getElementById('7').play()">GLaDOS</button>
+
+            <audio preload="auto" id="8">
+		        <source src="sarcasm.mp3" type="audio/mp3">
+	        </audio>
+	        <button type="button" class="btn btn-lg btn-block" onclick="document.getElementById('8').play()">Sarcasm</button>
+
+            <audio preload="auto" id="9">
+		        <source src="wilhelm_scream.ogg" type="audio/ogg">
+	        </audio>
+	        <button type="button" class="btn btn-lg btn-block" onclick="document.getElementById('9').play()">Wilhelm Scream</button>
+
+            <audio preload="auto" id="10">
+		        <source src="killbill.mp3" type="audio/mp3">
+	        </audio>
+	        <button type="button" class="btn btn-lg btn-block" onclick="document.getElementById('10').play()">Kill Bill</button>
+        </div>
+    </body>
+</html>

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