Add to the about page

main/templates/whispermaphone/about.html

@@ -3,8 +3,8 @@
 {% block title %}About{% endblock %}
 
 {% block navigation %}
-<a href="/" class="text" style="border: none">Thoughts</a>
-<span class="text">About</span>{% if authenticated %}
+    <a href="/" class="text" style="border: none">Thoughts</a>
+    <span class="text">About</span>{% if authenticated %}
     <a href="/post" class="text" style="border: none">Post</a>
 {% endif %}
 {% endblock %}
@@ -20,11 +20,22 @@
         Or at least as safe as it is for you to read.
     </p>
 
+    <p class="text">
+        Welcome to a website, welcome to my website. Or someone's website, at least.
+        Websites are strange like that, you can never really tell who they belong to. Maybe this website belongs to you,
+        for the amount of time that you're here and you have it. Maybe it belongs to to no one, or all of us.
+    </p>
+
     <p class="text">
         This is a micro-blog, a little like Twitter, a little like <a href="https://micro.blog">Micro.blog</a>,
         a little better than either, at least in my opinion. This website is my own creation. It follows my own rules.
     </p>
 
+    <p class="text">
+        I am a very small amount of everyone. Infinitesimally small pieces of me belong to everyone,
+        and I suppose that includes you, so I owe you at least something.
+    </p>
+
     <p class="text">
         This is a breeding ground for ideas. I do guarantee that all of the thoughts here are genuine&mdash;that is,
         I actually had them.
@@ -38,33 +49,80 @@
         This is a website.
     </p>
 
+    <p class="text">
+        Here I work on answering the question. Everything posted here is an attempt to capture the liquid of life.
+        Some moments are rocks, forcing you to hold on to them, weighing you down. Others are liquid, slipping out of your
+        hands despite your best attempts to hold on to them. I suspect we are all frantically searching for a way to hold on
+        to the things that are rapidly slipping away from our grasp.
+    </p>
+
     <p class="text">
         This is a blog. In much the sense that <a href="https://tumblr.com">Tumblr</a> is a blogging platform,
         so too is this website.
     </p>
 
+    <p class="text">
+        If you realize that you're dying, they only thing to do is turn back toward your childhood.
+        Oh so many people don't realize, or realize too late. I saw a man getting a transfusion of blood.
+        Though it was necessary to keep him alive, the pain of having it injected into him incapacitated him.
+    </p>
+
     <p class="text">
         This is WhisperMaPhone. It's a tool I created to share my thoughts. It is currently closed source,
         as it is still in active development. However, if you're interested in setting up a page similar to this,
         let me know.
     </p>
 
+    <p class="text quote">
+        "Our brains
+        are dulled by the incurable mania of wanting to make the
+        unknown known, classifiable. The desire for analysis wins out
+        over the sentiments."
+    </p>
+
     <p class="text">
         This is the void. There's no way for you to contact me on here.
         There are no guarantees when you're shouting into the void. But the void doesn't normally shout back.
         No one ever said the void wasn't listening. You're listening. This is my void.
     </p>
 
+    <p class="text">
+        The portion of this website which is hidden from prying eyes is written in Python, with Django.
+        Although it is visible to a couple of eyes on account of their not prying. Everyone looks but only
+        few find. Still, you cannot find if you do not look, although whether you are more or less prepared
+        to understand what you find is a different point entirely.
+    </p>
+
+    <p class="text quote">
+        "In this day and age logical
+        methods are applicable only to solving problems of secondary
+        interest"
+    </p>
+
     <p class="text">
         It has recently come to my attention that there is some confusion regarding the purpose of this website,
         or even, what it is. This page should answer both of those questions.
     </p>
 
+    <p class="text">
+        I can only pray you understand what I give you, but likely you will not. They never did understand the gifts they
+        were given.
+    </p>
+
     <p class="text">
         This is a surrender and a revel. This is an experiment.
         This is a rejection of social media and an embrace of it.
     </p>
 
+    <p class="text quote">
+        "When one ceases to feel, I
+        am of the opinion one should keep quiet."<br>
+        "I do not take
+        particular note of the empty moments of my life"<br>
+        "The first sentence will come spontaneously,
+        so compelling is the truth"
+    </p>
+
     <p class="text">
         This is a circus inside a clown factory. This is a bomb.
     </p>
@@ -97,6 +155,12 @@
         All thoughts are provided completely free of context.
     </em>
 
+    <p class="text">
+        Gödel has disproved logic. The imperfections of the human mind are inescapable. There are perhaps
+        corners of that 2D plane of logic that remain unexplored, but by logic alone that plane will never be fully
+        explored, so those corners do not interest us. No, let us think in 3D.
+    </p>
+
     <p class="text">
         This is an ebenezer to the Lord and the things He has done for me.
     </p>