"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off
board but you seemed interesting
i was tempted to lie about my name
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
there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like
text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru
shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by
(oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always
interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read
texts.
god being
the centre magnet
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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.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
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.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
so an active mazelike process
Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life
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.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Style
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
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