we want to live the knowledge too live the content
The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met
at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This
actor had scored a minor role in
Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had
gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.
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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.
but really the thing should be autonomous
we can only engage in such a way
It's
loud and
he's gone deaf in one ear, so I don't think he's
really hearing anything I'm trying to say. We're both pretty drunk too. It's making for a kind of surreal interactive Business Insider YouTube video of a
conversation. He talks, waits for my response, sees my mouth moving but doesn't hear my words, then he imagines something in their place, and replies
to that. At least I don't really have to do anything but drink and mime and listen to a lot of bullshit fake gangster talk, being an actor, boxing, the old days, blah blah blah.
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.
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some
insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
Thank you, Jack, for telling me I'm just as bad as the characters (actually
they're people, if that means anything to you) that I'm writing about.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
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