From 1291a940d58aeaf304ab1c72f511c6819c85bfc8 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: JebenaGSU Date: Thu, 28 Sep 2023 23:47:14 -0400 Subject: [PATCH] Update index.html --- index.html | 70 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++---------------------- 1 file changed, 41 insertions(+), 29 deletions(-) diff --git a/index.html b/index.html index ad17379..86f0100 100644 --- a/index.html +++ b/index.html @@ -224,7 +224,7 @@ return this; }; -// Define the custom macro for <> +// Define the original <> macro Macro.add('type', { handler() { const speed = parseInt(this.args[0], 10); @@ -235,6 +235,18 @@ }, }); +// Custom <> macro +Macro.add('customType', { + handler() { + // Play the typing sound + playTypingSoundWithRandomStart(); + + // Call the original <> macro + this.payload[0].contents = `<>${this.payload[0].contents}<>`; + this.engine.play(this.payload[0].contents, this.output); + }, +}); + // Add this variable to keep track of autoplay consent let hasAutoplayConsent = false; @@ -258,31 +270,31 @@

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$("#autoplay-allow-btn").click(handleAutoplayConsent); } -});<<type 40ms>><span class="typing fit-text">This is not a poem.</span><</type>> -<<timed 3s>><<type 50ms>><span class="typing fit-text">This is a letter without a subject, title or header.</span><</type>><</timed>> +});<<customtype 40ms>><span class="typing fit-text">This is not a poem.</span><</type>> +<<timed 3s>><<customtype 50ms>><span class="typing fit-text">This is a letter without a subject, title or header.</span><</type>><</timed>> -<<timed 8s>><<type 42ms>>[[Read about love and abuse.->Love and Abuse]]<</type>> -<</timed>><<type 80ms>><span class="typing fit-text">This is not a poem.</span> +<<timed 8s>><<customtype 42ms>>[[Read about love and abuse.->Love and Abuse]]<</type>> +<</timed>><<customtype 80ms>><span class="typing fit-text">This is not a poem.</span> <span class="typing fit-text">This is a reflection, dedicated to love.</span><</type>> -<<type 80ms>><span class="typing fit-text">My understanding of love was a miseducation</span><</type>><<type 40ms>>—that’s a hill I’ll die on.<</type>> +<<customtype 80ms>><span class="typing fit-text">My understanding of love was a miseducation</span><</type>><<customtype 40ms>>—that’s a hill I’ll die on.<</type>> -<<timed 6s>><<type 80ms>><span class="typing fit-text">Because of you, I understand my family’s picture of love was taken with a faulty Nikon.</span><</type>><</timed>> +<<timed 6s>><<customtype 80ms>><span class="typing fit-text">Because of you, I understand my family’s picture of love was taken with a faulty Nikon.</span><</type>><</timed>> -<<timed 8s>><<type 60ms>>[[Read about a miseducation of love->Miseducation of Love]]<</type>><</timed>> +<<timed 8s>><<customtype 60ms>>[[Read about a miseducation of love->Miseducation of Love]]<</type>><</timed>> -<<timed 20s>><<type 60ms>>[[Skip to the next act->Act III]]<</type>><</timed>><<type 40ms>><span class="typing fit-text">This is not a poem.</span><</type>> -<<timed 5s>><<type 60ms>><span class="typing fit-text">This is parts of me, and parts of you.</span><</type>><</timed>> +<<timed 20s>><<customtype 60ms>>[[Skip to the next act->Act III]]<</type>><</timed>><<customtype 40ms>><span class="typing fit-text">This is not a poem.</span><</type>> +<<timed 5s>><<customtype 60ms>><span class="typing fit-text">This is parts of me, and parts of you.</span><</type>><</timed>> -<<type 40ms>>The parts of you ring like bells of love, to which you create shelter through plates full of ingredients like care, affection, recognition, respect, commitment and trust..<</type>> +<<customtype 40ms>>The parts of you ring like bells of love, to which you create shelter through plates full of ingredients like care, affection, recognition, respect, commitment and trust..<</type>> -<<timed 14s>><<type 60ms>>[[Explore the ingredients of love->Ingredients of Love]]<</type>><</timed>><<type 100ms>>Bell Hooks: Love and abuse cannot coexist. By definition the two are antithetical to nurturance and care. This was something my chosen-mother, Crystal instilled into me early on in the dynamic of our relationship. +<<timed 14s>><<customtype 60ms>>[[Explore the ingredients of love->Ingredients of Love]]<</type>><</timed>><<customtype 100ms>>Bell Hooks: Love and abuse cannot coexist. By definition the two are antithetical to nurturance and care. This was something my chosen-mother, Crystal instilled into me early on in the dynamic of our relationship. Many of us—myself included, come from dysfunctional environments. Within these situations we are taught to believe that emotional, verbal, and/or physical abuse/neglect are part of love and the process of being loved. Bell Hooks says (Paraphrased): For most people, it is too hurtful and too threatening to our sense of safety to embrace a definition of love that would no longer enable us to be 'loved' within our family, friendships and relationships. We find the need to cling to a twisted-version of love that makes abuse acceptable or at least makes us downplay it [abuse] to a point where it was 'not that bad'.<</type>> -[[Return to Love and Abuse->Love and Abuse]]<<type 100ms>>Bell Hooks: +[[Return to Love and Abuse->Love and Abuse]]<<customtype 100ms>>Bell Hooks: “Affection is only one ingredient of love. To truly love we must learn to mix various ingredients—care, affection, recognition, respect, commitment, and trust, as well as honest and open communication. ” <</type>><span class="typing fit-text">This is not a poem.</span> @@ -298,16 +310,16 @@

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[[End the experience->End]] -[[Return to the Introduction and read again->Introduction]]<<type 60ms>><span class="typing fit-text">From nature to nurture I followed formulas of my traumas like a baby on Gerber.</span><</type>> +[[Return to the Introduction and read again->Introduction]]<<customtype 60ms>><span class="typing fit-text">From nature to nurture I followed formulas of my traumas like a baby on Gerber.</span><</type>> <<timed 5s>><span class="typing fit-text">I stumbled into trouble and had to learn to be humble. </span><</timed>> -<<type 40ms>><span class="typing fit-text">I had to learn to speak up, take up space and learn not to mumble.</span><</type>> +<<customtype 40ms>><span class="typing fit-text">I had to learn to speak up, take up space and learn not to mumble.</span><</type>> <<timed 15s>><span class="fit-text">You taught me to be assertive without being crass and you gave me the [[recipe->Bell Hooks Excerpt 2]] to make love last.</span><</timed>> -<<timed 15s>><<type 40ms>><span class="typing fit-text">[[Proceed to the epilogue->Epilogue]]</span><</type>><</timed>><<type 35ms>>The prompt for this poem was to write an open letter to anyone who has made an impact on your life, directly or indirectly. <</type>> -<<type 42ms>>On 08/19/2023, we reconnected with those collections that make us, us and reminisce on who we’ve become thanks to them.<</type>> +<<timed 15s>><<customtype 40ms>><span class="typing fit-text">[[Proceed to the epilogue->Epilogue]]</span><</type>><</timed>><<customtype 35ms>>The prompt for this poem was to write an open letter to anyone who has made an impact on your life, directly or indirectly. <</type>> +<<customtype 42ms>>On 08/19/2023, we reconnected with those collections that make us, us and reminisce on who we’ve become thanks to them.<</type>> -<<type 20ms>>[[Continue with the poem.->Act I]]<</type>> -<<type 20ms>>[[Learn more about this interactive experience.->Learn More]] +<<customtype 20ms>>[[Continue with the poem.->Act I]]<</type>> +<<customtype 20ms>>[[Learn more about this interactive experience.->Learn More]] <</type>> Debug Menu @@ -320,9 +332,9 @@

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[[Bell Hooks Excerpt]] [[New Life]] [[Miseducation of Love]]<div class="passage-title">Learn More</div> -<<type 20ms>>This is an interactive-poem written by Aireus Robinson.<</type>> +<<customtype 20ms>>This is an interactive-poem written by Aireus Robinson.<</type>> -<<type 20ms>>This poem is separated into four acts and includes an epilogue. Each act focuses upon various aspects of life and love, each offering their own perspectives and levels of self-reflection. It's recommended to view the acts in the order in which they were written, but ultimately you may choose to explore them in any order you wish. +<<customtype 20ms>>This poem is separated into four acts and includes an epilogue. Each act focuses upon various aspects of life and love, each offering their own perspectives and levels of self-reflection. It's recommended to view the acts in the order in which they were written, but ultimately you may choose to explore them in any order you wish. Written with Twine. Poem by <a href="https://www.instagram.com/BayAireus/" target="_blank">Aireus Robinson</a>, for <a href="https://www.instagram.com/_corazon.a.corazon_/" target="_blank">Corazón a Corazón</a> @@ -330,21 +342,21 @@

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[[Return to the Introduction->Introduction]] -[[Continue with the poem->Act I]]<</type>><<type 10ms>><span class="typing fit-text">The tools you’ve given me are to and fro—and the things you’ve taken, I may never know..</span><</type>> +[[Continue with the poem->Act I]]<</type>><<customtype 10ms>><span class="typing fit-text">The tools you’ve given me are to and fro—and the things you’ve taken, I may never know..</span><</type>> -<<timed 10s>><<type 15ms>><span class="typing fit-text">You took away my love & replaced it with something new..</span><</type>><</timed>> +<<timed 10s>><<customtype 15ms>><span class="typing fit-text">You took away my love & replaced it with something new..</span><</type>><</timed>> -<<timed 18s>><<type 50ms>><span class="typing fit-text">You showed me that what I once thought was love was, was actually [[abuse->Bell Hooks Excerpt]].</span><</type>><</timed>> +<<timed 18s>><<customtype 50ms>><span class="typing fit-text">You showed me that what I once thought was love was, was actually [[abuse->Bell Hooks Excerpt]].</span><</type>><</timed>> -<<timed 25s>><<type 40ms>> +<<timed 25s>><<customtype 40ms>> [[Propogated Lessons.->New Life]] -<</type>><</timed>><<type 40ms>><span class="fit-text">Picture that—a child in a war zone of shattered plates and bottles of booze;</span><</type>> -<<timed 4s>><<type 40ms>><span class="fit-text">Unable to shelter in place because the home was not safe.</span><</type>><</timed>> +<</type>><</timed>><<customtype 40ms>><span class="fit-text">Picture that—a child in a war zone of shattered plates and bottles of booze;</span><</type>> +<<timed 4s>><<customtype 40ms>><span class="fit-text">Unable to shelter in place because the home was not safe.</span><</type>><</timed>> -<<timed 10s>><<type 40ms>><span class="typing fit-text">I was a soldier of love.</span><</type>><</timed>> +<<timed 10s>><<customtype 40ms>><span class="typing fit-text">I was a soldier of love.</span><</type>><</timed>> -<<timed 28s>><<type 40ms>><span class="typing fit-text">[[Continue to Act III->Act III]]</span><</type>><</timed>><span class="typing fit-text">You took away that pain and propagated it into new life.</span> +<<timed 28s>><<customtype 40ms>><span class="typing fit-text">[[Continue to Act III->Act III]]</span><</type>><</timed>><span class="typing fit-text">You took away that pain and propagated it into new life.</span> <span class="typing fit-text">Now I photosynthesize my trauma with my own light.</span> <<timed 10s>>[[Proceed to Act II->Act II]]<</timed>>