And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator
consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i
didn’t watch it then
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at
websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to
browse
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
Rain, starting
i dont understand magnetisation
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i
want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game
engine
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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.
you cannot feed someone truth
Today I felt like starting
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
so an active mazelike process
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
