One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
your feed looks like my tumblr
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream
education now
Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent
real but its very manifestation
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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.
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off
board but you seemed interesting
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building.
He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
It Will Get Lighter
in a post. I want to be remembered
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We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of
some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator
consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.