something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing,
etc.
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.
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator
consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
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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.
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems
annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder
where it goes in the day.
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.
It Will Get Lighter
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i
didn’t watch it then
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.
Slug
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the
morning, when I'm not quite right.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
this will be about a slug
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
Style
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works
from.