I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we
watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the
bank.
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some
insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
that looks like my instagram account
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He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building.
He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
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Lift and confinement – The crowded, immovable lift represents feeling
trapped or constrained in real life, either by social expectations,
relationships, or internal emotions. The inability to speak in front of
others suggests suppressed feelings or fear of judgment.
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Unexpected confession – The girl saying “I think I might love you” could
symbolize longing for connection or recognition. It may reflect
unacknowledged desires, vulnerability, or anxiety about intimacy.
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Forest and snow – The transition to a snowy forest signals escape into the
subconscious, a place of solitude, reflection, and emotional processing.
Snow often represents purity, stillness, or emotional coldness, while dusk
points to transition or uncertainty.
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The fox – Foxes are traditionally symbols of cunning, intuition, and
guidance, but here it’s more ethereal: its bites are gentle yet noticeable,
suggesting a confrontation with subtle truths, small regrets, or lessons
that must be acknowledged. The unspoken apology indicates things left
unresolved or feelings that cannot be expressed.
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Death or dissolution – Dying in the dream often doesn’t mean literal death;
it represents transformation, the end of a phase, or surrendering control.
It can indicate letting go of fear, old habits, or emotional blockages.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about...
whatever
sorry i am texting like a slav
is everyoneback on tumblr now
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold
night and there's a breeze coming off
the river.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
