somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording
of his website, something that could be found within it
It Will Get Lighter
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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.
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
,
something washing, cleansing, revealing,
etc.
It Will Get Lighter
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
part of an old note. It will get lighter.
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.
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking
a cigarette while we watch the
silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the
morning, when I'm not quite right.
confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with
it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
