IWGD
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
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
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream
education now
is everyoneback on tumblr now
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge
management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
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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.
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the
morning, when I'm not quite right.
It's
dusk
in a
snowy forest
and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.
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 sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i
didn’t watch it then
Worse Lift
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
I Write Goodbye Letter
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
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.Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
