Hello and welcome to the new and improved-ever so slightly improved grotto of me, Jonathan Ridley!

Tthis is where my ideas and ego run rampant like rampaging mongols across the steppes, where ideas go for a walk, where wonder has returned and stories are told, where horror and beauty mingle with magic, humour and repulsion, sort of.

As soon as we are forbidden then something has to be done, tell us not to push the button and guess what, we HAVE to push it, as soon as i knew i couldnt play the game, i knew i had to push even harder to foist my vision on the world.

If we want to make the world a better place then we should all make what Kierkegaard called a 'Leap of faith' to no longer live constrained by our reactions to each other but by our own voices, to stop living as an effect of our circumstance and to live instead as a force for what we can be in ourselves.

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Wonder had gone away, and he had forgotten that all life is only a set of pictures in the brain, among which there is no difference betwixt those born of real things and those born of inward dreamings, and no cause to value the one above the other. Custom had dinned into his ears a superstitious reverence for that which tangibly and physically exists, and had made him secretly ashamed to dwell in visions... They had chained him down to things that are, and had then explained the workings of those things till mystery had gone out of the world... Then he would have recourse to the polite laughter they had taught him to use against the extravagance and artificiality of dreams; for he saw that the daily life of our world is every inch as extravagant and artificial, and far less worthy of respect because of its poverty in beauty and its silly reluctance to admit its own lack of reason and purpose.
HP Lovecraft