Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider
this the founding document of iw.gl
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
is everyoneback on tumblr now
which magnetises chains of pins
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
i have read not even 1 book
part of an old note. It will get lighter.
⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️
Pimlico Rats
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
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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.
Lift Analysis
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging
He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think
of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind
of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels
like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only
belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time
in it.
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
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.
I Write Goodbye Letter