Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.
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He was cast as the guy who gets picked up and thrown out of the poker game to set the scene before the main characters arrive. Out of Real London and into real London, a discarded prop, at this party, chatting to me.
My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
it is hopeful
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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. I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
all that is to say
autonomy of learning
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15