They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
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.
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
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.
so at the end
lol yea
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
so the method has to be autonomous
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
as in
idk
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
propensity within someone
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
fw
yeah
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
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
not their contents