but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my
silmarillion, my tempelos
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the
morning, when I'm not quite right.
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.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging
It Will Get Lighter
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way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
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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.
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.
so an active mazelike process
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