i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
we can only engage in such a way
bro i read nothing in my life
so the method has to be autonomous
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media,
both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
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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.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
is everyoneback on tumblr now
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream
education now
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.
bro i read nothing in my life
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the
morning, when I'm not quite right.
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.
