The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

"Put a blanket."
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Better Lift

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

I am below everything.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

i see a website

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 have read not even 1 book

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.

It Will Get Lighter

Lift Analysis

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


but i respect your search

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

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