we need to be deconstructing our identities
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of
some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
sorry i am texting like a slav
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.
so the method has to be autonomous
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
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.
this will be about a slug
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
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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.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant
articulate
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
It Will Get Lighter
we can only engage in such a way
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
