"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

was it worth it

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

wait what is that

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

not their contents

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i understand

its good

Rain, starting

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

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.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

its performative

i really havent

13, H, grate