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god being the centre magnet

Pimlico Rats

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.

yeah

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

hello reader,

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

but i respect your search

so at the end

not so on: yvf(wthw)

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

13, H, grate

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

like first name

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it



so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

division of reality is straying away from it

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

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.

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

or never left

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the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

It Will Get Lighter