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.



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.

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

but i respect your search


a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

you have a beautiful account btw

It Will Get Lighter

2 (actually index). two is company

I Write Goodbye Letter

hello reader,

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine


Pimlico Rats

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13, H, grate

have you read

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

no i haven't really read anything

like magnets

what do you mean

is everyoneback on tumblr now

no longer writing in the third person

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

yeah

Thank you, Jack