Cleaned up the names of the posts and the file names

10 files changed, 162 insertions, 162 deletions

diff --git a/content/blog/ac-black-flag.md b/content/blog/ac_black_flag.md
index 3e883a6..8572808 100644
--- a/content/blog/ac-black-flag.md
+++ b/content/blog/ac_black_flag.md
@@ -1,5 +1,5 @@
 +++
-title = "Assassin’s Creed: Black Flag"
+title = "Game: Assassin’s Creed Black Flag"
 date = 2021-09-22T15:03:45+02:00
 +++
 
diff --git a/content/blog/ac-unity.md b/content/blog/ac_unity.md
index 177f723..56de6ea 100644
--- a/content/blog/ac-unity.md
+++ b/content/blog/ac_unity.md
@@ -1,5 +1,5 @@
 +++
-title = "Assassin's Creed: Unity"
+title = "Game: Assassin's Creed Unity"
 date = 2021-11-06T16:31:45+02:00
 +++
 
diff --git a/content/blog/capital-punishment.md b/content/blog/capital_punishment.md
index 0473f95..d17819c 100644
--- a/content/blog/capital-punishment.md
+++ b/content/blog/capital_punishment.md
@@ -1,5 +1,5 @@
 +++
-title = 'Anne Wilkes and The Capital Punishment'
+title = 'Book: Misery'
 date = 2021-10-26T16:31:45+02:00
 math = true
 +++
diff --git a/content/blog/dune-2021.md b/content/blog/dune_2021.md
index 4ddd455..b00f32b 100644
--- a/content/blog/dune-2021.md
+++ b/content/blog/dune_2021.md
@@ -1,5 +1,5 @@
 +++
-title = 'Dune'
+title = 'Cinema: Dune'
 date = 2021-10-22T16:31:45+02:00
 +++
 
diff --git a/content/blog/fourier-noise.md b/content/blog/fourier_noise.md
index 8e1a114..8e1a114 100644
--- a/content/blog/fourier-noise.md
+++ b/content/blog/fourier_noise.md
diff --git a/content/blog/norm-macdonald.md b/content/blog/norm_macdonald.md
index 1162ead..1162ead 100644
--- a/content/blog/norm-macdonald.md
+++ b/content/blog/norm_macdonald.md
diff --git a/content/blog/poems-past.md b/content/blog/poems-past.md
deleted file mode 100644
index 7b3239c..0000000
--- a/content/blog/poems-past.md
+++ /dev/null
@@ -1,157 +0,0 @@
-+++
-title = 'Poems From The Past'
-date = 2021-10-16T16:57:45+02:00
-+++
-
-These were poems that I wrote at the start of my Bachelor's studies. Please bear with them because I am sure they aren't good. However I did want to add them here for future reference. I can then look back and laugh at how bad the writing was.
-
-## The Engineer
-
-I just opened my eyes,
-but the teacher is still in class.
-He is really such a bore,
-but he just doesn’t know that, alas.
-
-Everyone is acting it out,
-they are now experts at faking rapport.
-No point in listening now,
-that ship has already sailed from the port.
-
-Why don’t they get it,
-Can’t teach one who has no interest.
-I am forced to be here,
-This is really the worst, I don’t jest.
-
-I could be elsewhere,
-doing something with my time,
-but here I sit and cry,
-nothing else but to write this rhyme.
-
-Attendance is a sin,
-It’s like I am paying to be jailed.
-In India, Education is a business,
-No one has the interest, I assayed.
-
-Become an engineer,
-then become what you want.
-This is the mindset,
-rebel and say you just can’t.
-
-A Nation of graduates,
-yet we still have nothing to show,
-be what you want to be,
-only then talent in gush will flow.
-
-## The Future
-
-At times, I sit and wonder,
-what awaits us I ponder.
-Then I am suddenly brought,
-to present where forever I am caught,
-the future, we can’t control,
-take life through its treacherous shoal.
-In thoughts of future unknown,
-we can be happy or cry and moan,
-but none of that really matters,
-as any future good or bad,
-like glass can at any time shatter.
-
-## Nostalgia
-
-Long gone are days of childhood past,
-Never knew years flew by this fast.
-It happened in the blink of an eye,
-the game has begun, I have cast my die.
-Nostalgia, the feeling makes me think,
-of years that have suddenly begun to shrink.
-I have lived he best years of my life,
-have had all kinds of experiences in rife.
-If I were given a chance to relive those days,
-I wouldn’t change a thing, whatever anyone says.
-I have never known a worry till now,
-I think it’s because of my parents to whom I bow.
-My family can be quirky at times,
-but the love they give me, can’t be put in rhymes.
-The friends I have are the best I could ask for,
-I’ve had many since a time long before.
-I hope I’ve been as good to them as they’ve been to me,
-they are the best, if you meet them you’ll see.
-I hope everyone is as lucky as I have been,
-So take of the blindfolds and look at the world that is yet to be seen.
-
-## The Road You Take
-
-Sometimes I wonder about what I am here for,
-and when I am long gone will people sing my lore.
-What is life, and how do you climb the summit of this tor?
-or will I be another story that will just be a bore.
-
-Should I aspire to be someone whose exploits are well known,
-whose stories give inspiration to millions and many more ?
-Or should I be the person whose achievements are his own,
-another grain in the sand on the beautiful golden sea shore.
-
-Aurelius rightly said, “One should have a good life”,
-become immortal through the ideals and memories you leave behind.
-Live a life with friends and family and have joy in rife,
-your thoughts and actions stay on, thought you turn to grind.
-
-But there are those who want to be well known even in stranger’s eyes,
-those who want to change the course of history through words and act,
-these men desire power and money, and these things are surely nice,
-I understand how they feel and surely what they are getting at.
-
-I am halfway down the middle among the two paths I talked about,
-I keep dreaming, that there must be some kind of middle ground.
-What if I can have privacy of home and also be an icon standing out
-this is just a fantasy and for proof you just have to look around.
-
-This choice is one that everybody has to make, and before it’s too late,
-else they might end up with nothing, even with potential great/
-Carefully weigh the options and decide and stick with the road you take,
-and hopefully this poem will act as a beacon for the decision you have to make.
-
-## The System
-
-The whole education system is messed up,
-I have no idea how much water is in my cup.
-Am I the only one who wants to change this ?
-It’s like these hacks are aiming to miss.
-I know it is a difficult task at hand,
-but someone somewhere must make a stand.
-Rote learning is worshipped in today’s class.
-Wait, is this class, or some Sunday mass.
-Science is the epitome of reason and thinking,
-religious fools know not what they are sinking.
-An enemy of logic is the enemy of mankind.
-And come what may, I will speak my mind.
-They interfere in matters they know nothing about,
-they are on the loosing side, they are soon to find out.
-Start thinking about this before it’s too late,
-we are not going anywhere at this lousy rate.
-But before that we must admit that we have a problem,
-without which how can we all sit down and solve them.
-
-## The Winner
-
-I see a lot of grief and sorrow,
-but I still hope for a better tomorrow.
-Hope helps a man of the world bear,
-Woes and troubles amidst all despair.
-
-Some see darkness through all the light,
-others see light thought the darkness, bright.
-People have gone through hardships in rife,
-they never complain, because that’s just life.
-
-These are the people who persevere and fight,
-and also always keep their goal in sight.
-This is why they are rewarded at the end,
-but others think their success is godsend.
-
-But in truth god had nothing do with it,
-it was just one man working bit by bit.
-No one knows all the failed attempts made,
-he broke the constructs, others just obeyed.
-Someone said, “Only failure is not to try”,
-Never gave up, he would rather just die.
diff --git a/content/blog/poems_past.md b/content/blog/poems_past.md
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..0b4de5b
--- /dev/null
+++ b/content/blog/poems_past.md
@@ -0,0 +1,157 @@
++++
+title = 'Poems From The Past'
+date = 2021-10-16T16:57:45+02:00
++++
+
+These were poems that I wrote at the start of my Bachelor's studies. Please bear with them because I am sure they aren't good. However I did want to add them here for future reference. I can then look back and laugh at how bad the writing was.
+
+## The Engineer
+
+I just opened my eyes,  
+but the teacher is still in class.  
+He is really such a bore,  
+but he just doesn’t know that, alas.  
+
+Everyone is acting it out,  
+they are now experts at faking rapport.  
+No point in listening now,  
+that ship has already sailed from the port.  
+
+Why don’t they get it,  
+Can’t teach one who has no interest.  
+I am forced to be here,  
+This is really the worst, I don’t jest.  
+
+I could be elsewhere,  
+doing something with my time,  
+but here I sit and cry,  
+nothing else but to write this rhyme.  
+
+Attendance is a sin,  
+It’s like I am paying to be jailed.  
+In India, Education is a business,  
+No one has the interest, I assayed.  
+
+Become an engineer,  
+then become what you want.  
+This is the mindset,  
+rebel and say you just can’t.  
+
+A Nation of graduates,  
+yet we still have nothing to show,  
+be what you want to be,  
+only then talent in gush will flow.  
+
+## The Future
+
+At times, I sit and wonder,  
+what awaits us I ponder.  
+Then I am suddenly brought,  
+to present where forever I am caught,  
+the future, we can’t control,  
+take life through its treacherous shoal.  
+In thoughts of future unknown,  
+we can be happy or cry and moan,  
+but none of that really matters,  
+as any future good or bad,  
+like glass can at any time shatter.  
+
+## Nostalgia
+
+Long gone are days of childhood past,  
+Never knew years flew by this fast.  
+It happened in the blink of an eye,  
+the game has begun, I have cast my die.  
+Nostalgia, the feeling makes me think,  
+of years that have suddenly begun to shrink.  
+I have lived he best years of my life,  
+have had all kinds of experiences in rife.  
+If I were given a chance to relive those days,  
+I wouldn’t change a thing, whatever anyone says.  
+I have never known a worry till now,  
+I think it’s because of my parents to whom I bow.  
+My family can be quirky at times,  
+but the love they give me, can’t be put in rhymes.  
+The friends I have are the best I could ask for,  
+I’ve had many since a time long before.  
+I hope I’ve been as good to them as they’ve been to me,  
+they are the best, if you meet them you’ll see.  
+I hope everyone is as lucky as I have been,  
+So take of the blindfolds and look at the world that is yet to be seen.  
+
+## The Road You Take
+
+Sometimes I wonder about what I am here for,  
+and when I am long gone will people sing my lore.  
+What is life, and how do you climb the summit of this tor?  
+or will I be another story that will just be a bore.  
+
+Should I aspire to be someone whose exploits are well known,  
+whose stories give inspiration to millions and many more ?  
+Or should I be the person whose achievements are his own,  
+another grain in the sand on the beautiful golden sea shore.  
+
+Aurelius rightly said, “One should have a good life”,  
+become immortal through the ideals and memories you leave behind.  
+Live a life with friends and family and have joy in rife,  
+your thoughts and actions stay on, thought you turn to grind.  
+
+But there are those who want to be well known even in stranger’s eyes,  
+those who want to change the course of history through words and act,  
+these men desire power and money, and these things are surely nice,  
+I understand how they feel and surely what they are getting at.  
+
+I am halfway down the middle among the two paths I talked about,  
+I keep dreaming, that there must be some kind of middle ground.  
+What if I can have privacy of home and also be an icon standing out  
+this is just a fantasy and for proof you just have to look around.  
+
+This choice is one that everybody has to make, and before it’s too late,  
+else they might end up with nothing, even with potential great/  
+Carefully weigh the options and decide and stick with the road you take,  
+and hopefully this poem will act as a beacon for the decision you have to make.  
+
+## The System
+
+The whole education system is messed up,  
+I have no idea how much water is in my cup.  
+Am I the only one who wants to change this ?  
+It’s like these hacks are aiming to miss.  
+I know it is a difficult task at hand,  
+but someone somewhere must make a stand.  
+Rote learning is worshipped in today’s class.  
+Wait, is this class, or some Sunday mass.  
+Science is the epitome of reason and thinking,  
+religious fools know not what they are sinking.  
+An enemy of logic is the enemy of mankind.  
+And come what may, I will speak my mind.  
+They interfere in matters they know nothing about,  
+they are on the loosing side, they are soon to find out.  
+Start thinking about this before it’s too late,  
+we are not going anywhere at this lousy rate.  
+But before that we must admit that we have a problem,  
+without which how can we all sit down and solve them.  
+
+## The Winner
+
+I see a lot of grief and sorrow,  
+but I still hope for a better tomorrow.  
+Hope helps a man of the world bear,  
+Woes and troubles amidst all despair.  
+
+Some see darkness through all the light,  
+others see light thought the darkness, bright.  
+People have gone through hardships in rife,  
+they never complain, because that’s just life.  
+
+These are the people who persevere and fight,  
+and also always keep their goal in sight.  
+This is why they are rewarded at the end,  
+but others think their success is godsend.  
+
+But in truth god had nothing do with it,  
+it was just one man working bit by bit.  
+No one knows all the failed attempts made,  
+he broke the constructs, others just obeyed.  
+Someone said, “Only failure is not to try”,  
+Never gave up, he would rather just die.  
diff --git a/content/blog/way_of_working.md b/content/blog/way_of_working_notes.md
index e58bad5..e58bad5 100644
--- a/content/blog/way_of_working.md
+++ b/content/blog/way_of_working_notes.md
diff --git a/content/blog/witcher-3.md b/content/blog/witcher_3.md
index 10659e3..5219dab 100644
--- a/content/blog/witcher-3.md
+++ b/content/blog/witcher_3.md
@@ -1,5 +1,5 @@
 +++
-title = "Witcher 3"
+title = "Game: Witcher 3"
 date = 2021-10-12T16:53:45+02:00
 +++