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.

have you read

no like which do people call me

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

much more tactility

sorry i am texting like a slav

i want to do that too

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

which magnetises chains of pins

god being the centre magnet

Slug

what do you think my name is

you cannot feed someone truth

and the fake qualifier

i love it here

its good short few pages

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.

autonomy of learning

i dont understand magnetisation

plato

December 2025

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

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

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

we want to live the knowledge too live the content