with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

bro i read nothing in my life

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

yeah

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

ion

much more tactility

have you read

currently

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

was it worth it

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then


i really havent

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

or never left

bro i read nothing in my life

hiding from the rain

...

what do you think my name is

lol

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak