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to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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I Write Goodbye Letter

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

your feed looks like my tumblr

i have read not even 1 book

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so an active mazelike process

or never left

wait what is that

barren land

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

the site i am dreaming

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Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

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

you cannot feed someone truth

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

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