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-Roar of the engine, a wildcat
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-  ![](/img/1*SG089jW4mhNeBEKH-FBJaA.jpeg)*Art of the corner  
-Roar of the engine, a wildcat  
-Ride to feel alive*
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-I’ve never written a haiku before, but I had to. It was tricky! I think it almost comes close to describing the joy of riding. Almost.
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-  ![](/img/1*692G9RA2PUB1IfnDi5tCkA.jpeg)Photo by [Jacob Culp](https://unsplash.com/photos/PwMB0FpuyyQ?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)I miss endless hours with our bodies intertwined watching TV
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-I miss that it never mattered what we watched, only that we did it together
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-I miss lying awake until the silly hours of the morning, talking everything from pizza to philosophy
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-I miss having someone
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-Someone to share life with
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-To bare my soul to
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-Someone infinitely more than *just* *someone*
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-I miss you
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-But that’s better than not
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-All things have to end
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-Unfortunately
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-title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #4: Transience"
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-  ![](/img/1*pqel094QFhnDClAbNh54GQ.jpeg)Photo by [Yutacar](https://unsplash.com/photos/JKMnm3CIncw?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)I’m writing this on a bus today as opposed to the trains that the last three were written on. It’s an interesting metaphor, writing on the move. Writing is a journey unto itself.
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-So after all that’s happened recently I had work drinks last night. Left me feeling a little worse for wear as I write this! It’s important, though. Not necessarily drinking, there’s plenty of downsides there. Taking moments to unwind, I mean. Forget, if even just for a second.
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-On an aside —Guinness is completely​ different to what I thought it would be looking at it. A don’t judge a book by its cover moment I suppose. Not the world’s biggest fan of the dark stuff all the same, mind!
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-No fiction from me today I think. Instead I have another author recommendation. [Kris Gage](https://medium.com/u/67d9cdce33af) writes so eloquently, particularly on the oh so complex (messy!) matters of the heart. I’d strongly recommend you check her writing out.
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-Over and out.
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-> *Thought for the day: Wherever you are, be all there —Jim Elliot*  

_drafts/2017-12-06-frenetic-scribblings--5--day-in-the-life-of-a-lost-soul.markdown

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-title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #5: Day in the life of a lost soul"
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-  ![](/img/1*wh6yn8fIXqueJ06gYN7_Hg.jpeg)Photo by [Ashley Knedler](https://unsplash.com/photos/KvD36NRFjl4?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)I just got done cleaning my motorcycle, something I don’t do as often as I should. I always find it surprising quite how long it takes. But it’s also incredibly satisfying to have all that chrome at a high shine. A little ritual of satisfaction — like making beds is supposed to be. But I still don’t see the point in that one!
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-Still no fiction today. Imagination just isn’t flowing. Because I can’t get a [situation](https://medium.com/@aronajones/frenetic-scribblings-3-one-is-too-many-cf794b91b165) I know nothing about, regarding a person I hardly knew, out of my head.
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-Life goes on, regardless of all that happens. The world keeps turning, no matter what. That’s oddly terrifying and comforting at the same time.
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-In other news, I’ve been playing a lot of Darkest Dungeon. Even on Radiant (easier) difficulty, that game is gloriously brutal and unforgiving. I’m still reeling from the loss of a Grave Robber I got too attached to.
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-Spotify unleashed some ‘year statistics’ which I find quite interesting, being a huge stats nerd (I check my Medium stats obsessively).
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-![](/img/1*NHCk53WurHkTO7hg8Filtg.jpeg)That’s a lot of music. Almost 60 days in fact. It’s only recently I’ve started listening to music with regularity, and now it’s a near constant presence. Background noise. After all, it’s a great crime that life doesn’t have a proper soundtrack of its own! Besides the siren song of an engine roar, anyway. I’d love an electric motorcycle, but I’d definitely miss the glorious noise.
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-That’s enough rambling from me. For now.
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-> Thought for the day: I am exactly what they say I am  
->  I stand for everything that they can’t stand — Notorious / Adelitas Way  

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-  ![](/img/1*SqRhHoV2KQn3DJ-FP_tikA.jpeg)There’s something about motorcycling that makes it just… Fun. Even the rare (hooray for filtering!) occasions I get stuck in traffic, I’m still grinning. Sure, it’s kinda dangerous, mostly down to the lack of awareness of other drivers. And it takes your absolute focus. Perfect control. But it is truly joyous. It makes getting places fun. It is more than just a method of transport.
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-It isn’t all about the adrenaline. It isn’t all about dodging traffic. It is all about the feeling of alertness and connection. Of living.
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-I apologise for the rambling and waxing lyrical, my bike is in the shop when I really want to be riding it!
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-I haven’t given the day much of a chance for anything else to happen. Now that I say that, it sounds wrong. Shouldn’t be letting the day happen to me. Instead I… and you… should be happening to the day. Kick its ass!
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-Last night I remembered reading about 10x. I’m certainly not the first to think on the idea, as a quick Google of 10x will reveal. But it is beginning to grow on me. 10x is taking your limit, and setting a goal 10x that. Sound crazy? Good. That’s the point.
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-I have a couple ideas for how to 10x my life already. Some of which will be easier than others. I’d encourage you to think about how you can 10x too.
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-Signing off.
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-> Thought for the day: Carpe Scrotum (Grab life by the balls)  

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-title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #7: In the blink of an eye"
-date:	2017-12-08
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-  ![](/img/1*vzWzeHIePfOxPdexHmrjVg.jpeg)Photo by [Uroš Jovičić](https://unsplash.com/photos/BXOXnQ26B7o?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)Just like that, this is the seventh Scribblings that I’m writing. A whole week, gone by in a flash. That’s 12-hour shifts for you, I suppose! But in between the necessity of making a living, I still found time to write. It wasn’t particularly hard either. So I’d encourage you, if you enjoy writing — or even if you don’t but want to share — write. Write every day, a sentence or a whole piece. Nobody else will tell your story, because nobody else can.
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-My 3d printer has been hard at work printing a Deadpool bust knife block. An idea so perfect that I shamelessly stole from [here](http://www.instructables.com/id/Deadpool-Knife-Block/). Adapted to fit my bowie knife, rather than kitchen knives though. I’m still yet to print anything *actually useful*, but I’m having a lot of fun tinkering with it. I have some ideas for designs I’d like to create of my very own rather than just nicking off Thingiverse, but that’ll probably need to wait until the New Year. Learning 3d modelling and CAD isn’t a few quick job.
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-This one’s short and sweet. Perhaps tomorrow’s will be longer. Until then!
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-> *Thought for the day: If not now, when?*  

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-  ![](/img/1*SBqLm83YLjJSbDDa0Z_TSw.jpeg)Photo by [Leio McLaren](https://unsplash.com/photos/flEStjHTY14?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)Forge your own path. You are unique, you are powerful.
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-Use fear as guide when you burn your path.
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-If you are afraid, if you are uncertain — it means you’re doing something right. If you are uncertain of a decision, it means that you care enough about the outcome.
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-Use fear as a guide, but don’t let it consume and paralyse you. Don’t let it stop you from living.
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-This is something I am still working on. But that’s ok. Life and self are works in progress. Things like ‘perfect’ and ‘complete’ don’t exist. Contextual perfection, however, is possible.
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-> Strive for progress, not perfection — UnknownI once again feel torn. My life philosophy is back-and-forth. Often contradictory. I’ll advise [patience](https://medium.com/@aronajones/frenetic-scribblings-25-easy-tiger-d130c68c8057) one moment and explosive action the next. A large part of what Scribblings and my other writings are is my trying to figure out the big questions (and the little ones too). Sharing my journey of simultaneous self-discovery and world exploration.
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-But more and more I’m coming to the conclusion that trying to define ‘my view’ is like trying to [define love](https://medium.com/@aronajones/the-science-of-love-5845aa40a031). My view…isn’t. It’s one thing one moment, and another the next. It’s one thing on one hand, and something different another.
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-In other words, I find it near impossible to have a cohesive and consistent view. And maybe that’s just fine. **Because since when has life been cohesive and consistent?**
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-Damn the past. It’s got nothing new to say.
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-Damn the future. It hasn’t happened yet. Might not.
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-There is only this moment and the next.
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-Maybe one day I’ll figure it out. Figure out life…and everything. I doubt it. Dealing in absolutes isn’t my thing. Either way, signing off.
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-> Thought for the day: Atticus Finch — [Courage is] when you know that you’re licked before you begin but you begin anyway and you see it through no matter what.  

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-  ![](/img/1*MaUmG4lXNv3gyWEvruDQFA.jpeg)Crimson like full lusty lips, beckoning you into a kiss. The flame of passion.
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-Electric blue like the roar of a blowtorch, the crackle and snap of lightning sparks. The flame of drive.
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-Clear like open air, shimmering on a hot summers day. The flame of spirit.
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-White like a melded rainbow, colours melted together into searing snow. The flame of hope.
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-Yellow like gilt leaf wrought defiant on crisp white page, glowing against. The flame of optimism.
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-Cherry red like the core of a star, the roaring celestial furnace. The flame of strength.
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-Blood red like the torrential force pumping through your veins, the rush of power and vitality. The flame of life.
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-Pink like petals on the most delicate of roses, wafer thin and dancing to the breeze. The flame of love.
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-Crimson, Electric blue, Clear, White, Yellow, Cherry red, Blood red, Pink.
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-These are the flames.
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-Passion, drive, spirit, hope, optimism, strength, life, love.
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-These are **your** flames.
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-Let them burn bright.
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-  ![](/img/1*N13z5Vqm2XMvvaHzhwIfpw.jpeg)Photo by [Tony Webster](https://unsplash.com/photos/F9o7u-CnDJk?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/search/photos/past?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)**I don’t want the future**, bright** but** so uncertain
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-**If** only it weren’t so, but it is.
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-**I** want the warmth of the past
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-Time I **spend** is gone, forever
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-If only there were **any** way to wind back the clock
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-Bright memory fades as time grows **longer**
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-**Looking** for you, always
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-Looking **back**, always
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-**My** heart yearns
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-My **neck** twisted to face you
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-My **will** not enough
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-Past torn away, present **snap**s back
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-  ![](/img/1*WenmBEwjd2Bx0dOmpPM65g.jpeg)Pun very much intended. The fire metaphor for relationships suits me damn fine too. Photo by [Michał Grosicki](https://unsplash.com/photos/3K9SHTiuIB4?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/search/photos/match?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)*A recent rambling conversation with fellow Capital-J Junkie *[*Where Angels Fear*](https://medium.com/u/6c8bcd0d1a65)*[0] produced many kernels of stories. This is one…*
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-> what happens when I meet someone who says “HELL, yeah! Let’s do it YESTERDAY!” rather than “No, that really is a step too far this time — even *you’ll* die if you do *that!*” ?We both agreed that meeting someone more than someone who was also on our Wavelength would be dangerously fun, emphasis on the danger.
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-But as all Junkies know, all the best things come with a healthy dose of risk. What’s Life, what’s living, if you aren’t pedal to the metal?[1]
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-So all in all, I think I *would *like to meet my Match. My other half[2]. The ‘your crazy matches my crazy’ kind of person. We’d burn bright, if perhaps not for very long.
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-You know, I thought I *did *meet her once.
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-The past few years have been more eventful than all the ones before put together.[5] I appear to be cursed to lead an Interesting life. In some ways a blessing, mostly a curse.
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-I thought I met my match in my first love[6]. She was perfect. Not only in that ‘blinded to flaws’ way all first loves are said to be, but…her crazy matched.
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-Soon after, as these things inevitably do, all came crashing down.
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-She turned to me and told me, in a slightly less direct way, that I wasn’t good enough for her.
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-She was right but that’s not the point. It broke me, crushed me, damn near killed me in several ways.
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-Not because of what she said. But because the person I had loved —and a piece of me always will — the face that she showed me, *never actually existed*. That’s a fast track to trust so shattered it might take me a lifetime to rebuild.
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-All of that is in the past. I speak about it purely for the effect that it had on me, not just to be dark and gloomy. For the lessons that it taught me, and there were many. I’m especially glad to be learning these lessons, and many others, this soon in life.
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-She changed me, before and after the fall. I don’t know whether I truly changed or whether I simply began to learn about myself — about who I really am — as a result of what happened, but either way, I hardly recognise who I used to be.
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-And she *wasn’t even* my Match.
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-Wasn’t even someone who matched my crazy, not truly. Wasn’t quite a fellow Junkie. Wasn’t on the Wavelength, either. I thought she was all of those things.[7]
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-God only knows what will happen when I do meet my Match. If I indeed ever have the (mis)fortune of doing so.
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-The results will be truly **spectacular**[8], that much is certain.
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-[0] He’s also responsible for unleashing this sodding mess of footnotes. Well, Terry Pratchett (GNU) must shoulder some of the blame too, I suppose.
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-[1] Not bloody worth all the trouble, that’s what!
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-[2] In the purely philosophical sense. ‘You complete me’ is classic codependency[3]
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-[3] Something I blatantly suffer from[4]
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-[4] But am trying to improve.
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-[5] Maybe I’ll tell the interesting bits of that saga sometime.
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-[6] First love but not first girl…that was the first lesson
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-[7] Through rose-tinted glasses, red flags just look like flags.
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-[8] And quite probably blink-and-you’ll-miss it explosive too.
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-  #### Or: No good comes from a vacuum
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-![](/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…)
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-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.
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-So in that sense I am in no way original. But in that same sense, it doesn’t **matter**.
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-Stealing’s no good.[2] But remixing is — has always been, will always *be* — the foundation of creativity.
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-Creativity is naturally cyclical. Readers write, and writers read. After all, there are only three[5] plots.
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-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.
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-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.
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-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:
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-![](/img/1*Y6Sd0_RYfJ1GYeszDo8ZbQ.png)Then Medium dropped this on me:
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-[**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.
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-[1] Footnotes being just one recently rediscovered example
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-[2] Unless you’re Robin Hood[3]
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-[3] Sidenote[4]: is a rhyme split across a sentence and its footnote still a rhyme?
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-[4] Footnote, sidenote…notes aplenty…Dear oh dear.
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-The only antidote to the assassination of trust
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-Heart shattered twice
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-I had a heart
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-  #### Quoted By The Goat
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-#### Matchbox Quotes Day 49 [2018–02–26]
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-![](/img/1*HtuQdTpgJ7OV-GxNFaTMAA.png)
-> Igniting a duel of hearts  

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-  #### Perpetuation from a shattering?
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-![](/img/1*E-_3L9RFYDCe9wIS4mQfvA.jpeg)Photo by [Vincent Foret](https://unsplash.com/photos/3S_nePubrtw?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/search/photos/broken?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)A broken heart never quite
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-A broken heart never quite
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-forgets
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-A broken heart never quite
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-lets go
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-Lets go of the
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-soul that broke it
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-A heartbreaker lives on
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-in the souls they dismantled
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-And one that breaks a thousand hearts
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-never dies
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-Twist of fate?
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-Just Life
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-  Hearts can be thawed, they can be broken.
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-Daemons can be beat back, they can be broken.
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-  #### A love letter to the infernal combustion engine
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-She flew.
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-Though not on wings.
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-Crouched astride a gleaming machine, she flew with gasoline.
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-Flew between lumbering bubbles of steel. Just so many birdcages. And one hawk soaring among them.
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-They meandered to destinations unknown. While she flew, destination undetermined. Destination *unimportant*.
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-![](/img/1*e39CbqcpCNOKbH-dPX6KZg.jpeg)Photo by [KEVIN CLYDE BERBANO](https://unsplash.com/photos/r4V8xg21vek?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/search/photos/speed?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)She flew, and she screamed.
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-She howled into the night. A fierce sound of primal anguish. Impaled with emotion. A beast of passion and turmoil, barely contained.
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-The engine roared in riposte. A harsh gravelly rumble that was felt more than heard. A beast of flame and steel, barely contained.
-
-She screamed to vent her choked heart.
-
-Offered herself at the feet of the fire before she was burnt up.
-
-Offered herself to the grinding asphalt before she was scoured away.
-
-Offered herself into the fierce wind before she was blown apart.
-
-Screamed into the wind and rain, the fire and darkness. Screamed and let her voice be lost in the noise. Screamed in liberation from strangling feeling.
-
-The engine screamed with her for it knew no else.
-
-They screamed to live.
-
-[**Out Where The Desert Breaks.**  
-*An Engine Roars.*medium.com](https://medium.com/@scottcarnahan/out-where-the-desert-breaks-7fda7b4d8ede "https://medium.com/@scottcarnahan/out-where-the-desert-breaks-7fda7b4d8ede")[](https://medium.com/@scottcarnahan/out-where-the-desert-breaks-7fda7b4d8ede)*Originally intended to be a piece for *[*Scene and Heard*](https://medium.com/the-scene-heard)*’s ‘Highlights’ submission call. It now doesn’t know quite what it wants to be. Regardless I shall set it free.*
-
-  

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

@@ -1,13 +0,0 @@
----
-layout:	post
-title:	"we fell too hard too fast"
-date:	2018-05-06
----
-
-  ![](/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/2018-06-12--snkt----snkt----snkt.markdown

@@ -1,11 +0,0 @@
----
-layout:	post
-title:	"*snkt*, *snkt*, *snkt*"
-date:	2018-06-12
----
-
-  #### Like metronomic and distorted cackling laughter
-
-![](/img/1*aPhII8tpOj9XsXXQNngPzw.jpeg)The idea-spiders skitter. Piercing clatter of a thousand million worming thoughts. Each one keens in its own way, hungry for freedom. Each one glibly promising sprawling webs of crystalline creativity. Each one truthful to a volatile degree.
-
-  

_drafts/2018-07-08-clawmarks-on-my-memories.markdown

@@ -1,29 +0,0 @@
----
-layout:	post
-title:	"Clawmarks on my memories"
-date:	2018-07-08
----
-
-  ![](/img/1*QiRpt7tqra3moEbFQwtsnA.jpeg)Photo by [Andy Tootell](https://unsplash.com/photos/oRhhb0f2Kic?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/search/photos/scratch?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)One of the reasons I’m so *damn* good at living for the present is that I can’t remember the past.
-
-The instant a moment is gone it blurs, out of focus. Then it fades into the blackness. I can’t remember the mundane — what I had for lunch the other day, what movies I watched last week. Nor can I remember the special — the first kiss, the last heartbreak. It’s all gone.
-
-Faded out.
-
-I love it, and I *hate* it. I hate it, and I *love* it.
-
-It’s true that I can never be satisfied [without adrenaline](https://medium.com/frenetic-scribblings/chasing-the-edge-b473b3efd3e2). But that isn’t the whole picture. Satisfaction is underpinned by *memory*. I cannot be satisfied in what I have done when I cannot remember it.
-
-I am cursed to wander — to always chase more. Adrenaline, and everything else. I cannot learn from a past that is no longer mine. I cannot remember fondly a laugh shared. I cannot relive the pain of a past heartbreak.
-
-I cannot remember.
-
-No matter how hard I try to hold, the memories always slip away. No matter how fiercely I claw. I have to live for the here and now, because otherwise I ain’t got shit.
-
-I cannot remember.
-
-I love it.
-
-*I hate it.*
-
-  

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

@@ -1,29 +0,0 @@
----
-layout:	post
-title:	"They are the dreameater moths"
-date:	2018-07-23
----
-
-  ![](/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
-
-  

_drafts/damn-kris.markdown

@@ -2,8 +2,11 @@
 layout:	post
 title:	"Damn Kris."
 date:	2018-03-24
+categories = ["responses"]
 ---
 
+In Response To: 
+
   Damn Kris. Over and over again my reaction to your stuff is “Yep, me too”…but also “Well said!”. Half the time I didn’t realise I agreed until I did, too.[1]
 
 I’ve had the same experience as you, actually[2]. Always worn my hair long[3] mostly because I could never be bothered to get it cut. Neon green been and gone later[4], went practically high and tight on my last cut[5] and I really do love it.
@@ -20,4 +23,4 @@ Here’s to hair we don’t have to care about…unless we (for some reason) wan
 
 [5] Not by free choice, but that’s *another* another story
 
-  
+  

_old/about.md

@@ -1,10 +1,12 @@
----
-title: "About This Website"
-menu:
-    main:
-        name: "About Site"
-        weight: 130
----
++++
+title = "About This Website"
+
+[menu]
+  [menu.main]
+    name = "About Site"
+    weight = 130
+
++++
 
 # Technology
 

_old/development/index.html

@@ -1,9 +1,11 @@
----
-title: Development
-menu:
-    main:
-        name: "Development"
----
++++
+title = "Development"
+
+[menu]
+  [menu.main]
+    name = "Development"
+
++++
 <div class="wrapper">
     <h1>Background</h1>
     <p>I taught myself Java at about the age of thirteen, which I consider proof of what a truly wonderful resource the Internet can be. It probably also speaks to a certain ability I have for self-motivated learning, which I find to be as effective as formal tuition. I am however looking at formal tution as a way to reinforce and develop my understanding of core programming concepts. In the meantime, I am expanding my knowledge into Python through development of Django-based webapps. I am looking  to develop skills in C++ or similar next, likely through games development.</p>

_old/now.md

@@ -0,0 +1,19 @@
++++
+title = "What am I doing Now?"
+
+[menu]
+  [menu.main]
+    name = "Now"
+
++++
+# 2020-12:
+Back home for the holidays, missing my computing power and my soldering station. I'm writing an essay on triumphalism as a form of pathophobia, and working on a new and intresting project involving WebRTC and Django. Still wanting to work more on this site...
+
+# ~~2020-07~~:
+~~COVID bloody COVID. With no work to do for the forseeable future I am doing a lot of programming, a lot of work on this website and other selfhosting projects, and looking at bashing together a more ergonomic keyboard, because my hands are getting increasingly grumpy with straight days spent typing.~~
+
+# ~~2019-09~~:
+~~I'm about to go into second year of Philosophy at University of Nottingham. Most of my spare time is spent running recruitment and social media for [TEC PA & Lighting](https://www.nottinghamtec.co.uk). I want to get back into fiction writing and programming soon. And work more on this website.~~
+
+[What's This?](https://nownownow.com/about)
+

_old/technical/index.html

@@ -1,9 +1,11 @@
----
-title: Event Technical
-menu:
-    main:
-        name: "Event Technical"
----
++++
+title = "Event Technical"
+
+[menu]
+  [menu.main]
+    name = "Event Technical"
+
++++
 <div class="wrapper">
     <h1>Background</h1>
     <p>At first, I tried to be an actor. But I quickly realised I much preferred to be behind the stage than on it. One of my first roles was as a <em>tentacle operator</em> in a production of Return to the Forbidden Planet and from then on I was hooked.</p>

_old/whois.md

@@ -1,9 +1,11 @@
----
-title: Who Am I?
-menu:
-    main:
-        name: "About Me"
----
++++
+title = "Who Am I?"
+
+[menu]
+  [menu.main]
+    name = "About Me"
+
++++
 
 I am...
 

_old/writing/index.html

@@ -1,9 +1,11 @@
----
-title: Writing
-menu:
-    main:
-        name: "Writing"
----
++++
+title = "Writing"
+
+[menu]
+  [menu.main]
+    name = "Writing"
+
++++
 <div class="wrapper">
     <h1>Background</h1>
     <p>By all accounts, I have been an utterly voracious reader since I was able to read. This is translating into a growing love for writing, both fiction and non-fiction. My writing hero is Terry Pratchett - I hardly dare hope that my writing might one day might make people think with something approaching his level of wit and incisiveness. His work has had a huge impact on me personally, and reinforced my belief in the power of words.</p>

archetypes/default.md

@@ -1,6 +1,29 @@
----
-title: "{{ replace .Name "-" " " | title }}"
-date: {{ .Date }}
-draft: true
----
+{{/*
+Copyright (C) 2019  Josh Habdas <jhabdas@protonmail.com>
 
+This file is part of After Dark.
+
+After Dark is free software: you can redistribute it and/or modify
+it under the terms of the GNU Affero General Public License as published by
+the Free Software Foundation, either version 3 of the License, or
+(at your option) any later version.
+
+After Dark is distributed in the hope that it will be useful,
+but WITHOUT ANY WARRANTY; without even the implied warranty of
+MERCHANTABILITY or FITNESS FOR A PARTICULAR PURPOSE.  See the
+GNU Affero General Public License for more details.
+
+You should have received a copy of the GNU Affero General Public License
+along with this program.  If not, see <https://www.gnu.org/licenses/>.
+*/ -}}
+
++++
+title = "{{ replace .TranslationBaseName "-" " " | title }}"
+date = {{ .Date }}
+description = "This text is displayed in search result listings."
+draft = true
+[[copyright]]
+  owner = "{{ .Site.Params.author | default .Site.Title }}"
+  date = "{{ now.Format "2006" }}"
+  license = "cc-by-nd-4.0"
++++

assets/css/custom.css

@@ -0,0 +1,45 @@
+:root {
+    --primary: #7DF9FF;
+    --splash: #7e1946;
+}
+@font-face {
+    font-family: 'truelies';
+    src: url('true_lies-webfont.woff2') format('woff2'),
+         url('true_lies-webfont.woff') format('woff');
+    font-weight: normal;
+    font-style: normal;
+}
+body {
+    color: white !important;
+}
+.dark h1 a, .dark h2 a, .dark h3 a, .dark h4 a, .dark h5 a {
+    color: white;
+}
+a {
+  color: var(--primary);
+  border-bottom: 1px solid var(--primary);
+}
+a:hover {
+    background-color: var(--splash) !important;
+    border-bottom: 1px dashed var(--primary);
+}
+
+#isso-thread > h4 {
+  color: white;
+}
+.isso-textarea, .isso-input-wrapper > input {
+  color: white !important;
+  background-color: transparent !important;
+  border-color: white !important;
+  border-radius: 0px !important;
+}
+.isso-post-action > input {
+    background-color: var(--primary) !important;
+    color: black !important;
+    border-color: var(--splash) !important;
+    border-radius: 0px !important;
+}
+::placeholder {
+  color: white;
+  opacity: 1;
+}

config.toml

@@ -1,5 +1,89 @@
 baseURL = "http://www.aronajones.com"
 languageCode = "en-gb"
-title = "Portfolio of Arona Jones, a Swiss-born British Developer, Writer and Stage Technician"
+title = "Thoughts of Arona Jones, a Hack of All Trades" # Homepage title and page title suffix
+paginate = 11 # Number of posts to show before paginating
+# copyright = "Copyright &copy; Copyright Owner. Licensed under <a target=\"_blank\" rel=\"external noopener license\" href=\"https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/4.0/\">CC-BY-ND-4.0</a>." # Optional, remove to suppress copyright notices
+
+# Controls default theme and theme components
+theme = [
+  "fractal-forest", # OBSD
+  "after-dark" # AGPL-3.0-or-later
+]
+
+disableLiveReload = false # Optional, set true to disable live reload
+enableRobotsTXT = true # Suggested, enable robots.txt file
+sectionPagesMenu = "main" # Enable menu system for lazy bloggers
+
+[outputs]
+  home = ["HTML", "RSS", "JSON"]
+
 [markup.goldmark.renderer]
-unsafe= true
+  unsafe = true # Optional, allows HTML inside your CommonMark content
+[markup.tableOfContents]
+  startLevel = 1 # Suggested, draws TOC using all heading levels
+  endLevel = 6 # Suggested, draws TOC using all heading levels
+[markup.highlight]
+  noClasses = false # Suggested, used for custom syntax highlighting
+
+[params]
+  description = "No Description Provided" # Suggested, controls default description meta
+  author = "Arona Jones" # Optional, controls author name display on posts
+  hide_author = false # Optional, set true to hide author name on posts
+  disable_csp = true # Optional, set true to disable content security policy
+  images = [
+    "https://source.unsplash.com/collection/983219/2000x1322"
+  ] # Suggested, controls default Open Graph images
+
+[params.layout.menu.main]
+  hidden = false # Optional, set false or remove to show section menu
+
+[params.layout.footer]
+  hidden = false # Optional, set true to hide footer
+
+[params.modules.fractal_forest]
+  enabled = true # Optional, set false to disable module
+  decoders = ["bpgdec8a"] # Optional, 8-bit javascript decoder with animation
+
+[params.hackcss]
+  mode = "standard"
+
+[params.layout.home]
+  hide_blog = true
+
+[[params.layout.home.section]]
+  type = "post"
+  limit = 3
+
+[[menu.main]]
+  name = "Home"
+  weight = 1
+  identifier = "home"
+  url = "/"
+
+[[menu.main]]
+  name = "Posts"
+  weight = 2
+  identifier = "post"
+  url = "/post/"
+
+[[menu.main]]
+  name = "The Great Experiment"
+  url = "/categories/life/"
+  weight = 4
+
+[[menu.main]]
+  name = "Ink as Blood"
+  url = "/categories/fiction/"
+  weight = 3
+
+[[menu.main]]
+  name = " Southpaw Poetry"
+  url = "/categories/poetic"
+  weight = 5
+
+[[menu.main]]
+  name = "Search"
+  identifier = "search"
+  url = "/search/"
+  post = "<svg aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"i-search\" viewBox=\"0 0 32 32\" width=\"14\" height=\"14\" fill=\"none\" stroke=\"currentcolor\" stroke-linecap=\"round\" stroke-linejoin=\"round\" stroke-width=\"3\"><circle cx=\"14\" cy=\"14\" r=\"12\" /><path d=\"M23 23 L30 30\" /></svg>"
+  weight = 1000

content/blog/_index.md

@@ -1,13 +0,0 @@
----
-title: Blog
-menu:
-    main:
-        name: "Blog"
----
-# Frenetic Scribblings
-
-There's a reason I call them *frenetic scribblings*. From my brain to yours, an (almost) unmoderated stream of conciousness. I write about my thoughts on life and the world but most of all I want to make people think.
-
-I'm a believer in the proper use of the full range of language. That's not to say I'm a *muh freeze peaches* (i.e. 'free speech' as in hate speech) kind of person, fuck no and fuck Nazis. I just mean I like a little profanity - oftentimes you just can't replace its expressiveness.
-
-Medium Posts orginally converted with [this](https://github.com/Donohue/medium-to-jekyll) and cleaned up by hand.

content/now.md

@@ -1,14 +0,0 @@
----
-title: "What am I doing Now?"
-menu:
-    main:
-        name: "Now"
----
-# 2020-07:
-COVID bloody COVID. With no work to do for the forseeable future I am doing a lot of programming, a lot of work on this website and other selfhosting projects, and looking at bashing together a more ergonomic keyboard, because my hands are getting increasingly grumpy with straight days spent typing.
-
-# ~~2019-09~~:
-~~I'm about to go into second year of Philosophy at University of Nottingham. Most of my spare time is spent running recruitment and social media for [TEC PA & Lighting](https://www.nottinghamtec.co.uk). I want to get back into fiction writing and programming soon. And work more on this website.~~
-
-[What's This?](https://nownownow.com/about)
-

content/post/2016/03/to-give/index.md

@@ -0,0 +1,25 @@
++++
+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"
+[[resources]]
+  name = "header thumbnail"
+  src = "**cdd20-MDBojqzl7Mg-unsplash*"
+  [resources.params]
+    [resources.params.meta]
+      creator = "CDD20"
+      license = "https://unsplash.com/license"
+      sameAs = "https://unsplash.com/photos/nzftJsNv_GA"
++++
+
+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/2016/09/humanmindrobotbody/index.markdown

@@ -1,10 +1,14 @@
----
-layout:	post
-title:	"Is a human mind in a robot body still…human?"
-date:	2016-09-14
----
++++
+categories = ["philosophy"]
+date = "2016-09-14T00:00:00+01:00"
+title = "Is a human mind in a robot body still…human?"
 
-  ![](/img/1*g4r9o-a8brYBYv_ZefZ88g.jpeg)The question posed in the title is a particular example of a wider question: What makes us human? Are we nothing but the sum of our parts, or is there something more to it?
+[[resources]]
+  name = "header thumbnail"
+  src = "**androiddude*"
+
++++
+The question posed in the title is a particular example of a wider question: What makes us human? Are we nothing but the sum of our parts, or is there something more to it?
 
 I believe that consciousness and self-awareness is what defines a ‘self’. Put another way, to be ‘you’ necessitates knowledge that you are ‘you’. Unlike some, I do not believe our physical bodies play any part in defining who or what we are.
 
@@ -18,6 +22,6 @@ The presence of a soul could complicate the original question considerably, depe
 
 Certainly there is a part of me that likes to believe in a ‘spark’. Somewhat unscientific, but…pleasing.
 
-*Originally published on *[*Blogger*](http://ift.tt/2cy04BR)
+*Originally published on* [*Blogger*](http://ift.tt/2cy04BR)
 
-  
+  

content/post/2016/10/one-life-live-it/index.markdown

@@ -1,10 +1,17 @@
----
-layout:	post
-title:	"One Life. Live it."
-date:	2016-10-07
----
++++
+layout = "post"
+title =	"One Life. Live it."
+date =	"2016-10-07"
+[[resources]]
+  name = "header thumbnail"
+  src = "**gVlp1MBV6TcUVUboCMdTIQ*"
+  [resources.params]
+    [resources.params.meta]
+      creator = "Viktor Forgacs"
+      license = "https://unsplash.com/license"
++++
 
-  ![](/img/1*gVlp1MBV6TcUVUboCMdTIQ.jpeg)Photo credit Viktor Forgacs via <https://unsplash.com>**One Life. Live it.**
+**One Life. Live it.**
 
 The proposed existence of an afterlife is irrelevant to this current existence, in short.
 
@@ -20,6 +27,6 @@ Furthermore, what kind of supposedly omnibenevolent God/Supreme Being would infl
 
 *“The only thing you can really control is how you react to things outside your control”* — Bassam Tarazi
 
-*Originally published at *[*blog.aronajones.com*](http://blog.aronajones.com/2015/11/why-afterlife-should-it-exist-doesnt.html)*. Redited (heavily) to improve clarity.*
+*Originally published in 2015 on my old now lost blog, and has since been re-edited*
 
-  
+  

content/post/2016/12/minds-eye-blind.markdown

@@ -1,8 +1,10 @@
----
-layout:	post
-title:	"Mind’s eye blind"
-date:	2016-12-16
----
++++
+categories = ["philosophy", "about me"]
+date = "2016-12-16T00:00:00.000Z"
+layout = "post"
+title = "Mind’s eye blind"
+aliases = ["/blog/2016-12-16-minds-eye-blind/"]
++++
 
   *Sunset. Golden reds and yellows pouring, fading away, succumbing to the clutching grasp of creeping twilight, the strangling darkness.*
 
@@ -16,4 +18,4 @@ The term ‘aphantasia’ to describe the condition I have just outlined was coi
 
 Zeman has described it as an ‘intriguing variation in human experience”. I can certainly agree in that I feel that it has changed the way I experience the world compared to others, forcibly so. Something seen and now gone, is forever lost to me, where for others it would live on in images conjured from memories. The ability to do such a thing sounds more than a little like magic to me. It’s forced me to live in the present. But, like Zeman, I don’t feel that that’s entirely a bad thing, something to suffer from. A difference, not a handicap.
 
-  
+  

content/post/2017/01/what-do-you-mean-it-broke.markdown

@@ -2,9 +2,11 @@
 layout:	post
 title:	"Writing Prompt: “What do you mean, ‘It broke’”?"
 date:	2017-01-04
+categories: ["writing", "fiction"]
+tags: ["prompt"]
 ---
 
-  The sun hung low in the sky, a red swollen disk. It’s rays stabbed their way through the smog filled air, elbowing the clouds aside. All was quiet within the dilapidated and empty manor that squatted within an expansive but overgrown lawn. The soot covered brickwork was streaked with moisture, and the roof sagged in places where nagging rot ate away at the thick timber beams. It was set far back from the bustle of London behind towering hedges and ornate ironwork. A London in the grips of the biggest human revolution in history, no less. The Industrial Revolution.
+The sun hung low in the sky, a red swollen disk. It’s rays stabbed their way through the smog filled air, elbowing the clouds aside. All was quiet within the dilapidated and empty manor that squatted within an expansive but overgrown lawn. The soot covered brickwork was streaked with moisture, and the roof sagged in places where nagging rot ate away at the thick timber beams. It was set far back from the bustle of London behind towering hedges and ornate ironwork. A London in the grips of the biggest human revolution in history, no less. The Industrial Revolution.
 
 Within the house light streamed through the cracked window, illuminating the dustmotes like dancing sprites. Suddenly, the peace was shattered by a whine so high pitched it was almost inaudible. Spiders across the room retreated to the corners of the intricate webs that were draped from the roofbeams, and the glass began to vibrate in the panes. The outline of a strange machine began to appear, shimmering like a desert mirage. Dust began to stream outwards away from the outline, blown by an ethereal wind. With a quiet whoosh, the outline became solid, in the flicker of an eyelid. The light still streamed through the windows, now casting light on the swirls and eddies of dust the disturbance caused by the machine had created. Light glinted from polished brass, and was captured by iridescent crystals, only to be thrown out again in a thousand scintillating fragments of colour. Upon the high-backed leather seats in the centre of the contraption sat two men, dressed in suit and tails. They looked as if they could have simply stepped in from the hurrying street outside. Except, they clearly had not.
 
@@ -50,4 +52,4 @@ After a moment of silence which stretched out for a considerable slice of time,
 
 Originally published on [/r/WritingPrompts](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts)
 
-  
+  

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

@@ -1,11 +1,15 @@
----
-layout:	post
-title:	"Eureka moments never had"
-date:	2017-11-29
----
++++
+date = "2017-11-29"
+layout = "post"
+categories = ["life", "antiwork"]
+title = "Eureka moments never had"
+[[resources]]
+  name = "header thumbnail"
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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
-> “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.
+Most 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.
 
@@ -28,4 +34,4 @@ My inner cynic demands I add a caveat here. In all of the above, think is operat
 
 When inspiration hits, grab it with both hands. Spend your time wisely, for it is limited and irreplaceable. **Create. *Live.***
 
-  
+  

content/post/2017/11/no-one-else-will-write-it-for-you/index.markdown

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-title:	"No one else will write it for you"
-date:	2017-11-27
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+title =	"No one else will write it for you"
+date =	"2017-11-27"
+categories = ["writing"]
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-  ![](/img/1*iHGxYlxpXIB7d--iS80KKw.jpeg)Photo by [Simson Petrol](https://unsplash.com/photos/-3wygakaeQc?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)Barely minutes ago I crossed 50,000 words, the bar set to ‘win’ National Novel Writing Month. Funny how my instinct is then to immediately write yet more words huh? But these are important words.
+Barely minutes ago I crossed 50,000 words, the bar set to ‘win’ National Novel Writing Month. Funny how my instinct is then to immediately write yet more words huh? But these are important words.
 
 The reason I put the word win in inverted commas above is because winning is relative. Any words you write during NaNo are more words than you would have written otherwise. One of the quotes I have stuck around my monitor to motivate me during the challenge is:
 
-
 > “This is how you do it: you sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until its done. It’s that easy. And that hard” — Neil GaimanOne of the other quotes is the title of this piece. And it’s a very important message.
 
 Nobody else will write it for you, because nobody else can. You have stories within you. Only by persevering through the graft of trapping them in words — sometimes a slog, sometimes a joy — will you share that story with the world. And it is a story that deserves to be shared.
@@ -25,4 +33,4 @@ Any words are winning words, because any words are more than no words.
 
 Commit to your story, let it free. How long it takes doesn’t matter in the end.
 
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+  

content/post/2017/12/1-genesis/index.markdown

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-title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #1: Genesis"
-date:	2017-12-02
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+layout =	"post"
+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #1: Genesis"
+date =	"2017-12-02"
+categories = ["writing"]
+tags = ["freneticscribblings"]
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-  ![](/img/1*xQi5CSpeQ9OF-3jwR4Iktg.jpeg)*A book lies open on the table, pages blank like fresh snowfall. Ink spills like blood across the crisp cream pages. An invisible hand scrawls lightning fast. Patterns of loops and lines inscribed in the blink of an eye. Letters forming words, words forming sentences. A story beginning to unfold, told in ink black as night…*
+*A book lies open on the table, pages blank like fresh snowfall. Ink spills like blood across the crisp cream pages. An invisible hand scrawls lightning fast. Patterns of loops and lines inscribed in the blink of an eye. Letters forming words, words forming sentences. A story beginning to unfold, told in ink black as night…*
 
 This is that story. I hope you enjoyed that little intro snippet of fiction as much as I enjoyed writing it.
 
-What is this? This is only the beginning of something, if I can follow through on it. Through [Nanowrimo](http://“No%20one%20else%20will%20write%20it%20for%20you”%20@aronajones_%20https://medium.com/@aronajones/no-one-else-will-write-it-for-you-cb59587ba8cc) I proved to myself that given the right motivator, I can write something every single day for a month. And I thought to myself….why stop at a month?
+What is this? This is only the beginning of something, if I can follow through on it. Through [Nanowrimo](post/) I proved to myself that given the right motivator, I can write something every single day for a month. And I thought to myself….why stop at a month?
 
 I’ve tried blogs in the past — lost count of how many times in fact. But this is different. This is a journal, almost. A collection of things, created by me or simply found. Dug from all corners of the fantastic maze that is the Internet. This is Frenetic Scribblings.
 
@@ -21,4 +26,4 @@ Until tommorow!
 Thought for the day:
 
 
-> “Not all who wander are lost” — J.R.R. Tolkien  
+> “Not all who wander are lost” — J.R.R. Tolkien  

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-  ![](/img/1*gOf7zbB_WYZkR1mu-nAQ8A.jpeg)Entirely from personal experience — no basis in any kind of fact or science — life is balanced. Good and bad, equal. Good deeds have a bad counterpart or side effect and visa versa. Maybe it’s not true. Probably, in fact. But it seems that way.
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+layout =	"post"
+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #10: The Balance of Things"
+date =	"2017-12-11"
+categories = ["writing"]
+tags = ["freneticscribblings"]
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+Entirely from personal experience — no basis in any kind of fact or science — life is balanced. Good and bad, equal. Good deeds have a bad counterpart or side effect and visa versa. Maybe it’s not true. Probably, in fact. But it seems that way.
 
 In less words, life is a rollercoaster.
 
@@ -21,6 +25,6 @@ Inspired by Gibbs from NCIS I sat down and wrote out a life code for myself. I
 Or don’t. At the very least, think. Step back and think about your life philosophy. In the meantime, see you tommorow!
 
 
-> Thought for the day: Without the darkness we’d never see the stars.(Yes, I know that’s a quotation from Twilight of all things, but even a broken clock is right twice a day)
+> Thought for the day: Without the darkness we’d never see the stars. (Yes, I know that’s a quotation from Twilight of all things, but even a broken clock is right twice a day)
 
-  
+  

content/post/2017/12/11-the-power-of-the-routine/index.markdown

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-title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #11: The power of the routine"
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-  ![](/img/1*tO6yh-odg-YDLazUQ6FWVQ.jpeg)I’ve added reading to my daily routine. Several articles on Medium per day, and I intend to re-add reading fiction to the mix too. Every day.
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+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #11: The power of the routine"
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+I’ve added reading to my daily routine. Several articles on Medium per day, and I intend to re-add reading fiction to the mix too. Every day.
 
 Not only has this helped me think critically about my own ideas, and indeed discover things I just didn’t even think about, its rewarding in that it has been just plain interesting. Life is a constant search for knowledge and reading is a highly efficient way to borrow other people’s!
 
@@ -16,5 +20,4 @@ Not just writing, anything of importance. Make time for the things that matter,
 
 Signing off.
 
-
-> Thought for the day: George R.R. Martin — 'A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads lives only one.'  
+> Thought for the day: George R.R. Martin — 'A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads lives only one.'  

content/post/2017/12/12-on-politics-general-and-personal/index.markdown

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-title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #12: On politics, general and personal"
-date:	2017-12-13
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-  ![](/img/1*IusHlMlJi09EvSlO_3YCYg.jpeg)Photo by [Warren Wong](https://unsplash.com/photos/bh4LQHcOcxE?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)Politics is always a thorny subject, often avoided at dining tables and dinner dates everywhere because of the friction it can cause between people.
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+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #12: On politics, general and personal"
+date =	"2017-12-13"
+categories = ["writing"]
+tags = ["freneticscribblings"]
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+{{< hackcss-alert type="error" >}}
+  <strong>Ed. Note 2021: Take this all with a barrel of salt, its long overdue review. Watch this space.</strong>
+{{< /hackcss-alert >}}
+Politics is always a thorny subject, often avoided at dining tables and dinner dates everywhere because of the friction it can cause between people.
 
 The thing about politics is that it is intrinsic to all of our lives, like it or not. At the end of the day, politics is simply…people. Politics is the interaction between each of us, and between us and society. Between societies, regions, countries. Perhaps one day, between planets.
 
@@ -31,4 +43,4 @@ That got quite long, longer than I was intending. That’s politics for you.
 Stay critical, stay civil!
 
 
-> Thought for the day: Pericles — ”Just because you do not take an interest in politics doesn’t mean politics won’t take an interest in you.”  
+> Thought for the day: Pericles — ”Just because you do not take an interest in politics doesn’t mean politics won’t take an interest in you.”  

content/post/2017/12/13-on-the-act-of-scribbling-frenetically/index.markdown

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-title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #13: On the act of scribbling frenetically"
-date:	2017-12-14
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-  ![](/img/1*DICLi3mVUJX57TGp4kndbQ.jpeg)Photo by [Eugene Zaycev](https://unsplash.com/photos/FT0sspZRF-I?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)Thirteen days in, and I’m still not sure exactly what it is I’m achieving with this series. The splashes of fiction I tossed into the original few are gone. Maybe they’ll come back sometimes. Some days I write in a blog sort of way about my experiences. Others I just write about something that the day’s reading sparked off in my head, with no real mention of my life at all.
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+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #13: On the act of scribbling frenetically"
+date =	"2017-12-14"
+categories = ["writing"]
+tags = ["freneticscribblings"]
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+Thirteen days in, and I’m still not sure exactly what it is I’m achieving with this series. The splashes of fiction I tossed into the original few are gone. Maybe they’ll come back sometimes. Some days I write in a blog sort of way about my experiences. Others I just write about something that the day’s reading sparked off in my head, with no real mention of my life at all.
 
 It feels, a little, like I’m just slapping the ‘Frenetic Scribblings’ label on my first and often only piece of writing for the day and calling it good. I am achieving my goal of writing every day, the one thing that I’m certain about what this series is intended to achieve. But I don’t know if I’m making anything more from it. I’m writing for the joy of it, which is the key thing, but I still struggle with what should be a Scribblings, and what should be a piece in its own right.
 
@@ -16,5 +25,5 @@ Today’s original Scribblings was going to be on time and its value, but I’m
 
 Yours thoughtfully, until tomorrow.
 
-
-> Thought for the day: Terry Pratchett — “It is said that your life flashes before your eyes just before you die. That is true, it’s called Life.”  
+Thought for the day: 
+> Terry Pratchett — “It is said that your life flashes before your eyes just before you die. That is true, it’s called Life.”  

content/post/2017/12/14-the-odd-attraction-of-anachronism/index.markdown

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-title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #14: The odd attraction of anachronism"
-date:	2017-12-15
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-  ![](/img/1*y0blUdplcRki9eWqZq09wg.jpeg)Yesterday I wrote a letter. An actual physical letter. My handwriting being as terrible as it is, I typewrote it.
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+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #14: The odd attraction of anachronism"
+date =	"2017-12-15"
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+Yesterday I wrote a letter. An actual physical letter. My handwriting being as terrible as it is, I typewrote it.
 
 I acquired a 1937 Smith Premier ‘portable’ typewriter a little while ago. Best charity shop find ever! It could use a little renovation, which I intend to do…. Eventually. For the time being it works quite nicely.
 
@@ -20,5 +24,5 @@ In a practical sense, a word processor is better than a typewriter. But there’
 
 And the ‘thwack’ of hammer on paper is just gloriously satisfying. No mechanical keyboard can quite replace it.
 
-
-> Thought for the day: “True alchemists don’t change lead into gold; they change the world into worlds” — Willam H. Gass  
+# Thought for the day: 
+> “True alchemists don’t change lead into gold; they change the world into worlds” — Willam H. Gass  

content/post/2017/12/15-lessons-in-better-life-outlook/index.markdown

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-title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #15: Lessons in better life outlook"
-date:	2017-12-16
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-  ![](/img/1*V9RCA8lg3fgs7o_y0kEJ_w.jpeg)Nothing in life comes free. Nor, if it is worth having, does it come easy.
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+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #15: Lessons in better life outlook"
+date =	"2017-12-16"
+categories = ["writing"]
+tags = ["freneticscribblings"]
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+Nothing in life comes free. Nor, if it is worth having, does it come easy.
 
 Not all cost is necessarily financial, nor immediately apparent.
 
@@ -22,5 +26,5 @@ But nothing is forever. That’s life’s greatest blessing. And its greatest cu
 
 Over and out.
 
-
-> Thought for the day: We will either find a way or make one.  
+## Thought for the day: 
+> We will either find a way or make one.  

content/post/2017/12/16-kitchen-life/index.markdown

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-title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #16: Kitchen life!"
-date:	2017-12-17
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-  ![](/img/1*LuH6HIykUhMkyqGH9FjGwA.jpeg)Working in a commercial kitchen is a more difficult job than I think most of the general public realise.
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+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #16: Kitchen life!"
+date =	"2017-12-17"
+categories = ["writing"]
+tags = ["freneticscribblings"]
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+{{< hackcss-alert type="info" text="Ed. Note 2021 More precient than I meant...also to be revisited"/>}}
+Working in a commercial kitchen is a more difficult job than I think most of the general public realise.
 
 The hours are long, the pressure is intense and the pay is terrible. I often joke that kitchens run on foul language, caffeine, cigarettes and (post shift!) alcohol. Though I only say it jokingly, my Kitchen Manager has a saying of her own — every joke hides a kernel of truth. In this case, my ‘joke’ has more than a kernel. Almost without fail any kitchen worker abuses caffeine, nicotine and/or alcohol just to get through the week. More often than it’s all three.
 
@@ -12,7 +17,7 @@ I myself am far too dependent on coffee and energy drinks. I’m going to try to
 
 The industry sorely needs a change, but I don’t see it happening in the near future. It’s largely outside of the power of individual pubs and restaurants to change conditions in kitchens without committing financial suicide.
 
-Fairer pay and more staff (of which the former feeds into the latter) which are most needed, can’t happen without raised prices that would have to be passed onto consumers. Which would drive business away. Consumers would have to be made aware of conditions, and there would need to be a coordinated effort of businesses to raise prices tougher. Unlikely to happen. But writing this is my own (small) way of pushing towards that.
+Fairer pay and more staff (of which the former feeds into the latter) which are most needed, can’t happen without raised prices that would have to be passed onto consumers. Which would drive business away. Consumers would have to be made aware of conditions, and there would need to be a coordinated effort of businesses to raise prices together. Unlikely to happen. But writing this is my own (small) way of pushing towards that.
 
 Nevertheless, in a more positive light, kitchens don’t just run on substance abuse. Good kitchens also run on individual work and smooth teamwork fueled by camaraderie.
 
@@ -26,5 +31,5 @@ Perhaps if everyone had to work retail or food service, everyone would treat tho
 
 Over and out.
 
-
-> Thought for the day: Pressure can burst a pipe, or pressure can make a diamond  
+Thought for the day: 
+> Pressure can burst a pipe, or pressure can make a diamond  

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-title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #17: Out with the poison!"
-date:	2017-12-18
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-  ![](/img/1*N8tciFPmFh8laDb5WK9yRw.jpeg)Photo by [Jez Timms](https://unsplash.com/photos/jIejftgdU3w?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)There’s something in human nature that makes us inherently self destructive. The foremost being a collective desire to intentionally poison ourselves. I am, if it wasn’t already given away by the choice of image, referring to alcohol.
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+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #17: Out with the poison!"
+date =	"2017-12-18"
+categories = ["writing"]
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+{{< hackcss-alert type="warning" text="Ed. Note 2021: Pfft. Tequila Happened."/>}}
+There’s something in human nature that makes us inherently self destructive. The foremost being a collective desire to intentionally poison ourselves. I am, if it wasn’t already given away by the choice of image, referring to alcohol.
 
 Yes, I did have too much to drink recently. Yes, it was the inspiration to finally write this piece. But no, I don’t write this *just *because* *of a hangover. I’ve been contemplating this for a while, actually.
 
@@ -32,5 +42,5 @@ I’m not going completely teetotal, mainly because there are some drinks I enjo
 
 With a clear head, signing off.
 
-
-> Thought for the day: Mary Pettibone Poole — Alcohol is a good preservative for everything but brains  
+Thought for the day: 
+> Mary Pettibone Poole — Alcohol is a good preservative for everything but brains  

content/post/2017/12/18-living-in-the-moment/index.markdown

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-  ![](/img/1*YogBihLw4GFgg1FugiGgUg.jpeg)Photo by [Gabriel Barletta](https://unsplash.com/photos/XNb5Jtx2Yl8?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)As outlined in [a previous piece](https://medium.com/@aronajones/minds-eye-blind-93509e102fe), I have a blind mind’s eye.
-
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+date =	"2017-12-19"
+categories = ["writing"]
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+As outlined in [a previous piece](https://medium.com/@aronajones/minds-eye-blind-93509e102fe), I have a blind mind’s eye.
 
 > I don’t see mental images. It’s incredibly difficult to describe what I do see, but certainly not the vivid mental imagery that I’m told others experience.Something I idly wonder about fairly often is what it would be like to see life from someone else’s eyes. It sounds crazy to me that people see *in their head* in even a similar way to how they see reality — as it no doubt sounds crazy to those of you that can see…that I can’t. Nevertheless, I will attempt to describe the experience of seeing from my perspective.
 
@@ -35,5 +43,5 @@ Either way, there’s nothing I can do to change it, so all I can do is make the
 
 **I do this by wringing every ounce of experience out of every damn moment that I breath. I’d vehemently encourage you to do the same.** Even the overwhelming majority of you out there with unclouded minds eyes.
 
-
-> Thought for the day: Charles R. Swindoll — **Life** is 10% what happens **to you** and **90% how you react** to it  
+### Thought for the day: 
+> Charles R. Swindoll — **Life** is 10% what happens **to you** and **90% how you react** to it  

content/post/2017/12/19-fun-on-two-wheels/index.markdown

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-date:	2017-12-20
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-  ![](/img/1*Dks5Rw_5uXWJweT4a12nPQ.jpeg)Heads up — This’ll be a much more informal and ‘bloggy’ post than usual because I actually have stuff to talk about for once.
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+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #19: Fun on two wheels"
+date =	"2017-12-20"
+categories = ["writing"]
+tags = ["freneticscribblings"]
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+Heads up — This’ll be a much more informal and ‘bloggy’ post than usual because I actually have stuff to talk about for once.
 
 Passed my motorcycle theory test this morning, though I’m not sure how. If I hadn’t had one of the craziest rides of my life on the way there, I might have failed Hazard Perception what from still being asleep!
 
@@ -12,7 +16,7 @@ My body clock is totally out of whack now from a 6am start. That might not sound
 
 Anyway… The ride. Mostly on National Limit back roads, which for those of you not English, means a roughly one and a half (!) car wide road full of twists and turns. With a 60 mile an hour speed limit.
 
-Since people often treat speed limits more as speed targets, that makes these kind of roads kind of insane as a new rider getting used to the finer points of cornering. (I.e finding the balls to *really* lean over)
+Since people often treat speed limits more as speed targets, that makes these kind of roads kind of insane as a new rider getting used to the finer points of cornering. (I.E. finding the balls to *realDks5Rw_5uXWJweT4a12nPQly* lean over)
 
 These roads are mad enough in perfect conditions. The darkness, fog and drizzle this morning doesn’t qualify as perfect!
 
@@ -20,15 +24,15 @@ Drizzle is a real pain in the arse as a motorcyclist, since we don’t have wind
 
 Dazzle from light diffused by the water is a serious problem… But I’d rather be dazzled than not see the vehicle at all! As soon as it got light, even though it was still drizzling and misty… some people switched off their lights. Making them almost invisible from my point of view.
 
-Just because you can see doesn’t mean you shouldn’t have your headlights on! They also help others see you. It’s the same logic that means I ride with dipped headlights at all times. Every little helps with idiots on the roads. Idiots that apparently want to be invisible…
+Just because *you* can see doesn’t mean you shouldn’t have your headlights on! They also help others see you. It’s the same logic that means I ride with dipped headlights at all times. Every little helps with idiots on the roads. Idiots that apparently want to be invisible…
 
 Anyway, rant over. One of the reasons cornering is such a black art on a motorcycle is you have to fight instinct every step of the way to do it properly. Leaning over being the prime example, but also that you should never close the throttle in a corner. Which is something I’ve done instinctually several times.
 
-Even if you’re going wide you should only lean harder and if you must touch the rear brake. Speed and stability are directly connected on a bike. And when you’re leaning hard…. Stability is quite important!
+Even if you’re going wide you should only lean harder and if you must... touch the rear brake. Speed and stability are directly connected on a bike. And when you’re leaning hard…. Stability is quite important!
 
 I know the theory, as I just demonstrated. But applying it is quite different. Particularly since it is so against instinct.
 
 God does taking a perfect line through a corner feel great though.
 
-
-> Thought for the day: Antoine Predock - The connection to place…the visceral experience of motion, of moving through time on some amazing machine  
+#### Thought for the day: 
+> Antoine Predock - The connection to place…the visceral experience of motion, of moving through time on some amazing machine  

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-title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #2: Two’s company"
-date:	2017-12-03
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+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #2: Two’s company"
+date =	"2017-12-03"
+categories = ["writing"]
+tags = ["freneticscribblings"]
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+I picked quite the time to start this endeavor, Christmas is a busy time at my work! But I will persevere. Though of course now I’ve found the time to sit down and write I can’t think of anything to say. Always the way I suppose.
 
-  ![](/img/1*Qpv0EFGyo2lcV7EPYx8eRA.jpeg)I picked quite the time to start this endeavor, Christmas is a busy time at my work! But I will persevere. Though of course now I’ve found the time to sit down and write I can’t think of anything to say. Always the way I suppose.
-
-Yesterday I started watching *Vikings. *If you haven’t heard of it, I’d describe it as Norse Game of Thrones. Which for a GoT fan and Norse mythos lover like me is just perfect.
+Yesterday I started watching *Vikings.* If you haven’t heard of it, I’d describe it as Norse Game of Thrones. Which for a GoT fan and Norse mythos lover like me is just perfect.
 
 *The early morning mist curled. An ethereal beast’s tendrils grasping at the land. Silence hugged close too, peaceful and still.*
 
@@ -26,4 +30,4 @@ That’s all for now…
 
 *Thought for the day: In motorcycling ****and in life**** — Look where you want to go*
 
-  
+  

content/post/2017/12/20-another-day-another-life/index.markdown

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-title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #20: Another day, another life"
-date:	2017-12-21
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-  ![](/img/1*fAmXP3rNP49zv-PiBrzY6A.jpeg)Photo by [Clayton Caldwell](https://unsplash.com/photos/nFAKTXxah1Q?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)*Another ‘bloggy’ one today. Maybe these will become the new format. Alternatively, I’ll just keep flitting like a butterfly from one style to another. That sounds much more like me…*
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+layout =	"post"
+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #20: Another day, another life"
+date =	"2017-12-21"
+categories = ["writing"]
+tags = ["freneticscribblings"]
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+*Another ‘bloggy’ one today. Maybe these will become the new format. Alternatively, I’ll just keep flitting like a butterfly from one style to another. That sounds much more like me…*
 
 Alcohol [may be poison](https://medium.com/@aronajones/frenetic-scribblings-17-out-with-the-poison-39163ec3309f), but it’s also an effective ‘social lubricant’. Had a drink or two tonight, purely because I was in an unfamiliar environment. It’s a convenient crutch that will take me a little while to forget (ironically enough). I’m convinced that doing so, despite the painful awkwardness, will be worth it. I know that I could have had fun without it, it was just a shortcut to avoid awkwardness. A cheat, not necessary.
 
@@ -16,5 +24,5 @@ Gonna be a busy week coming up, I’m not sure how I’m going to find time to w
 
 Until tomorrow.
 
-
-> Thought for the day: Unknown — “Commitment means staying loyal to what you said you were going to do long after the mood you said it in has left you.”  
+### Thought for the day:
+> Unknown — “Commitment means staying loyal to what you said you were going to do long after the mood you said it in has left you.”  

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-date:	2017-12-22
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-
-  ![](/img/1*5BWm5g2Hn_CGBZSQ_Z7sDQ.jpeg)Those that know me will be well aware that I swear like a sailor. Working in a commercial kitchen *really *hasn’t helped that. I can now swear in several new languages though!
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+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #21: Why I don’t swear online, and why I’ve decided fuck that"
+date =	"2017-12-22"
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+tags = ["freneticscribblings"]
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+Those that know me will be well aware that I swear like a sailor. Working in a commercial kitchen *really* hasn’t helped that. I can now swear in several new languages though!
 
 But until now I’ve kept profanity away from my public Internet presence. The reason I’m more cautious to swear on the Internet is the indelible nature of anything written on here.
 
@@ -20,5 +24,5 @@ Maybe I’ll come to regret this decision. Regardless, I’ll enjoy my freedom
 
 Out.
 
-
-> Thought for the day: You are pretty fucking awesome. Keep that shit up.  
+#### Thought for the day: 
+> You are pretty fucking awesome. Keep that shit up.  

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-title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #22: Skipping a beat"
-date:	2017-12-23
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-  ![](/img/1*jwWAAmcYvUjFMXv4oliVnw.jpeg)Photo by [Daniel Jensen](https://unsplash.com/photos/Hfg3xK7KDDk?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)As I begin this piece, it is 11:44pm. To keep my daily writing streak intact, even if in the most technical of senses, I must hit publish before midnight. Let’s see how that works out for me. This will be not just frenetic, but frantic scribbling!
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+layout =	"post"
+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #22: Skipping a beat"
+date =	"2017-12-23"
+categories = ["writing"]
+tags = ["freneticscribblings"]
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+As I begin this piece, it is 11:44pm. To keep my daily writing streak intact, even if in the most technical of senses, I must hit publish before midnight. Let’s see how that works out for me. This will be not just frenetic, but frantic scribbling!
 
 Today was quite uneventful. Right up until the journey home. I had time to write earlier, but inspiration wasn’t flowing. Now…it is.
 
@@ -27,4 +36,4 @@ Live **now**, there is no ‘later’.
 Until tomorrow, ride safe if you do (you should, regardless). And remember to live.
 
 
-> Thought for the day: Eckhart Tolle — It is not too uncommon for people to spend their whole life waiting to start living  
+> Thought for the day: Eckhart Tolle — It is not too uncommon for people to spend their whole life waiting to start living  

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-title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #23: Another slice of life"
-date:	2017-12-24
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-
-  ![](/img/1*zI2hnZZVpm8NAxhs37MJgg.jpeg)*Another bloggy one today*
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+layout =	"post"
+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #23: Another slice of life"
+date =	"2017-12-24"
+categories = ["writing"]
+tags = ["freneticscribblings"]
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+*Another bloggy one today*
 
 I’ve been working all day today. Same tommorow and Boxing Day. That’s pub life, I suppose. Good money, though —double pay tomorrow!
 
@@ -18,5 +22,4 @@ Still not sure on this ‘slice of life’ format, but nevertheless I will persi
 
 Until then.
 
-
-> Thought for the day: Be a fountain not a drain  
+> Thought for the day: Be a fountain not a drain  

content/post/2017/12/24-fight-damn-you-fight/index.markdown

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-title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #24: Fight, damn you, fight"
-date:	2017-12-25
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-
-  [*Inspired by this piece*](https://medium.com/@krisgage/read-this-if-you-only-sort-of-have-your-shit-together-b2c1daa3715a)
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+layout =	"post"
+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #24: Fight, damn you, fight"
+date =	"2017-12-25"
+categories = ["writing"]
+tags = ["freneticscribblings"]
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+[*Inspired by this piece*](https://medium.com/@krisgage/read-this-if-you-only-sort-of-have-your-shit-together-b2c1daa3715a)
 
 ‘Not giving a damn’ might be one of the greatest skills it is possible to develop. (I’m still working on it myself.)
 
@@ -28,5 +29,4 @@ The rest will figure itself out.
 
 Until tommorow.
 
-
-> Thought for the day: F. Scott Fitzgerald — You don’t write because want to say something, you write because you have something to say  
+> Thought for the day: F. Scott Fitzgerald — You don’t write because want to say something, you write because you have something to say  

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-title:	"Frenetic Scribblings #25: Easy, tiger"
-date:	2017-12-26
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-
-  ![](/img/1*C547D5BdRsA6qdzFz-5GgA.jpeg)Photo by [Kristopher Roller](https://unsplash.com/photos/PC_lbSSxCZE?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText) on [Unsplash](https://unsplash.com/?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditCopyText)Allow me, if you will, to teach you a anecdotal lesson. That you probably already know. But don’t like to know that you know.
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+layout =	"post"
+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #25: Easy, tiger"
+date =	"2017-12-26"
+categories = ["writing"]
+tags = ["freneticscribblings"]
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+Allow me, if you will, to teach you a anecdotal lesson. That you probably already know. But don’t like to know that you know.
 
 I’m riding home on a dual carriageway in pouring rain. Because of the conditions I slowed down to allow the gap to the vehicle in front to widen to about twice the norm. Almost immediately, the vehicle behind me overtakes and fills the gap. I drop back some more…same thing happens. Rinse repeat three or four times until my exit.
 
@@ -25,4 +34,4 @@ Be the eye’s calm *and* the storm’s force. Seek the balance between immovabl
 Until next time, signing off.
 
 
-> Thought for the day: Ralph W. Emerson — Adopt the pace of nature; her secret is patience  
+> Thought for the day: Ralph W. Emerson — Adopt the pace of nature; her secret is patience  

content/post/2017/12/26-fear-philosophy-and-inconsistency/index.markdown

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+layout =	"post"
+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #26: Fear, philosophy and (in)consistency"
+date =	"2017-12-27"
+categories = ["writing"]
+tags = ["freneticscribblings"]
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+Forge your own path. You are unique, you are powerful.
+
+Use fear as a guide when you burn your path.
+
+If you are afraid, if you are uncertain — it means you’re doing something right. If you are uncertain of a decision, it means that you care enough about the outcome.
+
+Use fear as a guide, but don’t let it consume and paralyse you. Don’t let it stop you from living.
+
+This is something I am still working on. But that’s ok. Life and self are works in progress. Things like ‘perfect’ and ‘complete’ don’t exist. Contextual perfection, however, is possible.
+
+{{< blockquote
+  cite="Unknown"
+  text="Strive for progress, not perfection "
+/>}}
+
+I once again feel torn. My life philosophy is back-and-forth. Often contradictory. I’ll advise [patience](https://medium.com/@aronajones/frenetic-scribblings-25-easy-tiger-d130c68c8057) one moment and explosive action the next. A large part of what Scribblings and my other writings are is my trying to figure out the big questions (and the little ones too). Sharing my journey of simultaneous self-discovery and world exploration.
+
+But more and more I’m coming to the conclusion that trying to define ‘my view’ is like trying to [define love](https://medium.com/@aronajones/the-science-of-love-5845aa40a031). My view…isn’t. It’s one thing one moment, and another the next. It’s one thing on one hand, and something different another.
+
+In other words, I find it near impossible to have a cohesive and consistent view. And maybe that’s just fine. **Because since when has life been cohesive and consistent?**
+
+Damn the past. It’s got nothing new to say.
+
+Damn the future. It hasn’t happened yet. Might not.
+
+There is only this moment and the next.
+
+Maybe one day I’ll figure it out. Figure out life…and everything. I doubt it. Dealing in absolutes isn’t my thing. Either way, signing off.
+
+### Thought for the day:
+{{< blockquote
+  cite="Atticus Finch"
+  text="[Courage is] when you know that you’re licked before you begin but you begin anyway and you see it through no matter what."
+/>}}

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-date:	2017-12-28
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-  ![](/img/1*JKji4E42--HjZeF-h3JKHg.jpeg)I'm drafting this with an actual pen and paper in a borrowed notebook. Because my phone died on the Underground. An excercise in poor planning, typical of me. It's a wonder I've made it this far with my writing streak, to be honest!
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+I'm drafting this with an actual pen and paper in a borrowed notebook. Because my phone died on the Underground. An excercise in poor planning, typical of me. It's a wonder I've made it this far with my writing streak, to be honest!
 
 Now, to today's actual topic...
 
 As I've mentioned in Scribblings past, I'm a little bit of a Norse obsessive.
 
-I wear a Mjolnir pendant almost 24/7, I want to learn Icelandic despite the fact I suck at languages and Vikings is maybe my favourite TV show ever. For a history buff like myself the fact accuracy is not sacrificed in dramatisation is very pleasing.
+I wear a Mjolnir pendant almost 24/7, I want to learn Icelandic despite the fact I suck at languages and Vikings is maybe my favourite TV show ever*. For a history buff like myself the fact accuracy is not sacrificed in dramatisation is very pleasing.
+
+{{< hackcss-alert type="info" text="* Ed. Note 2021: Title now held by The Expanse/Sense8 depending when you ask"/>}}
 
 The root of my mild obsession is that the Norse mythos is just so damn cool. From Ygddrasil to the World Serpent, from Hel to Valhalla, it’s incredibly... Metal. And I do love me some metal. (not screamo though… Just the heavy drum, bass and guitar lines)
 
@@ -28,5 +34,4 @@ Phew… that was hard work. Massive respect to anyone who slogs through NaNoWriM
 
 Until next time — Skál!
 
-
-> Though for the day: Rune of Perthro — “The beginning and end are set. What’s in between is yours. Nothing is in vain, all is remembered.”  
+> Though for the day: Rune of Perthro — “The beginning and end are set. What’s in between is yours. Nothing is in vain, all is remembered.”  

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-date:	2017-12-29
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-  ![](/img/1*a_1X4qhi64JmdhkAogHaOQ.jpeg)Time in between times. The period between Christmas Day and New Year’s Eve is an odd one. Business hours return to normal, but people don’t. It is a time filled with sleep and food, a time of quiet. Of contemplation.
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+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #28: Space in between spaces"
+date =	"2017-12-29"
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+Time in between times. The period between Christmas Day and New Year’s Eve is an odd one. Business hours return to normal, but people don’t. It is a time filled with sleep and food, a time of quiet. Of contemplation.
 
 I keep drafting stories but never quite getting them to a place where I’m happy to hit publish. Even though I know each piece will never be perfect, I keep re-editing them. Just as time is caught in an odd limbo in this period, so is my writing. Stuck in revision hell.
 
@@ -28,5 +35,4 @@ Not for anyone that has to field my questions, though! Fortunately for my family
 
 Until tommorow, keep questioning!
 
-
-> Thought for the day: Stephen Hawking — The greatest enemy of knowledge is not ignorance, it is the illusion of knowledge.  
+> Thought for the day: Stephen Hawking — The greatest enemy of knowledge is not ignorance, it is the illusion of knowledge.  

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-date:	2017-12-30
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-  ![](/img/1*gN5K-mCCunX5d2y1UOlAzw.jpeg)One of the few things in my life that I treat in an absolute manner are my rules.
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+One of the few things in my life that I treat in an absolute manner are my rules.
 
 Gibbs from the TV show NCIS was the original idea behind my writing down of life rules. Indeed, I have shamelessly stolen some of his rules.
 
@@ -25,7 +29,6 @@ Perhaps these, as Gibbs did for me, will inspire you to write out your own previ
 In no particular order, except for the fact rules 0-2 are considered central.
 
 0. Question. Always.
-
 1. Live to the benefit of others.
 2. Mean what you say and say what you mean.
 3. Don't believe what you're told. Double check. [G]
@@ -85,4 +88,4 @@ Interesting that throughout all the tumultuous change of what I suppose are my
 Until tommorow, there you have it.
 
 
-> Thought for the day: Robert Frost — I took the [road] less traveled by, and that has made all the difference  
+> Thought for the day: Robert Frost — I took the [road] less traveled by, and that has made all the difference  

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-date:	2017-12-04
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+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #3: One is too many"
+date =	"2017-12-04"
+categories = ["writing"]
+tags = ["freneticscribblings"]
++++
 
-  The text prompt is menacing today. That little cursor blinking relentlessly. Daring me to say something, when I feel like I have nothing to say.
+The text prompt is menacing today. That little cursor blinking relentlessly. Daring me to say something, when I feel like I have nothing to say.
 
 I’m sure every other writer understands what I’m feeling. Better than I can write about it, ironically enough. But the whole point of this ‘blogthing’ is I write every day no matter what. So here goes.
 
@@ -42,7 +44,7 @@ Not just how. Why?
 
 I don’t know. And I don’t know what to do about it. Apart from scream ‘why’ — metaphorically, perhaps literally — in hope of an answer.
 
-Afore the inevitability of tommorow, for some not all.
+Until the inevitability of tommorow, for some not all.
 
-
-> Thought for the day: “Everyone you meet is fighting their own battle, be kind, always” — Unknown  
+Thought for the day:
+> “Everyone you meet is fighting their own battle, be kind, always” — Unknown  

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-date:	2017-12-31
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-
-  ![](/img/1*_o81YbJg_qxXhHaZFWiWhQ.jpeg)And so we stand. Astride the years.
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+And so we stand. Astride the years.
 
 For this day and this day alone. The time between two days is the time between two years.
 
@@ -38,5 +42,4 @@ After that, all begins to fall into place.
 
 I make no apologies for the following cliche… Until next year!
 
-
-> Thought for the day: You’re always one decision away from a totally different life  
+> Thought for the day: You’re always one decision away from a totally different life  

content/post/2017/12/4-transience/index.markdown

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+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #4: Transience"
+date =	"2017-12-05"
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+I’m writing this on a bus today as opposed to the trains that the last three were written on. It’s an interesting metaphor, writing on the move. Writing is a journey unto itself.
+
+So after all that’s happened recently I had work drinks last night. Left me feeling a little worse for wear as I write this! It’s important, though. Not necessarily drinking, there’s plenty of downsides there. Taking moments to unwind, I mean. Forget, if even just for a second.
+
+On an aside — Guinness is completely​ different to what I thought it would be looking at it. A don’t judge a book by its cover moment I suppose. Not the world’s biggest fan of the dark stuff all the same, mind!
+
+{{< hackcss-alert text="Editor's note 2021: Love it now!" />}}
+
+No fiction from me today I think. Instead I have another author recommendation. [Kris Gage](https://medium.com/u/67d9cdce33af) writes so eloquently, particularly on the oh so complex (messy!) matters of the heart. I’d strongly recommend you check her writing out.
+
+Over and out.
+
+Thought for the day:
+> *Wherever you are, be all there — Jim Elliot*  

content/post/2017/12/5-day-in-the-life-of-a-lost-soul/index.markdown

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+title =	"Frenetic Scribblings #5: Day in the life of a lost soul"
+date =	"2017-12-06"
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+I just got done cleaning my motorcycle, something I don’t do as often as I should. I always find it surprising quite how long it takes. But it’s also incredibly satisfying to have all that chrome at a high shine. A little ritual of satisfaction — like making beds is supposed to be. But I still don’t see the point in that one!
+
+Still no fiction today. Imagination just isn’t flowing. Because I can’t get a [situation](https://medium.com/@aronajones/frenetic-scribblings-3-one-is-too-many-cf794b91b165) I know nothing about, regarding a person I hardly knew, out of my head.
+
+Life goes on, regardless of all that happens. The world keeps turning, no matter what. That’s oddly terrifying and comforting at the same time.
+
+In other news, I’ve been playing a lot of Darkest Dungeon. Even on Radiant (easier) difficulty, that game is gloriously brutal and unforgiving. I’m still reeling from the loss of a Grave Robber I got too attached to.
+
+Spotify unleashed some ‘year statistics’ which I find quite interesting, being a huge stats nerd (I check my Medium stats obsessively).
+
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+
+That’s a lot of music. Almost 60 days in fact. It’s only recently I’ve started listening to music with regularity, and now it’s a near constant presence. Background noise. After all, it’s a great crime that life doesn’t have a proper soundtrack of its own! Besides the siren song of an engine roar, anyway. I’d love an electric motorcycle, but I’d definitely miss the glorious noise.
+
+That’s enough rambling from me. For now.
+
+Thought for the day:
+> I am exactly what they say I am  
+>  I stand for everything that they can’t stand — Notorious / Adelitas Way  

content/post/2017/12/6-hear-me-roar/index.markdown

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+There’s something about motorcycling that makes it just… Fun. Even the rare (hooray for filtering!) occasions I get stuck in traffic, I’m still grinning. Sure, it’s kinda dangerous, mostly down to the lack of awareness of other drivers. And it takes your absolute focus. Perfect control. But it is truly joyous. It makes getting places fun. It is more than just a method of transport.
+
+It isn’t all about the adrenaline. It isn’t all about dodging traffic. It is all about the feeling of alertness and connection. Of living.
+
+I apologise[1] for the rambling and waxing lyrical, my bike is in the shop when I really want to be riding it!
+
+I haven’t given the day much of a chance for anything else to happen. Now that I say that, it sounds wrong. Shouldn’t be letting the day happen to me. Instead I… and you… should be happening to the day. Kick its ass!
+
+Last night I remembered reading about 10x. I’m certainly not the first to think on the idea, as a quick ~~Google~~* of 10x will reveal. But it is beginning to grow on me. 10x is taking your limit, and setting a goal 10x that. Sound crazy? Good. That’s the point.
+
+{{< hackcss-alert type="error" >}}
+  <strong>* Ed. Note 2021: I've since cut Google out of my life[2], verb and all, and you should too!</strong>
+{{< /hackcss-alert >}}
+
+I have a couple ideas for how to 10x my life already. Some of which will be easier than others. I’d encourage you to think about how you can 10x too.
+
+Signing off.
+
+Thought for the day:
+> Carpe Scrotum (Grab life by the balls)  
+
+<hr>
+[1] No.
+[2] This is a work in progress because of Android...