We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

i really havent

I Write Goodbye Letter

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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But seriously, thank you, Jack

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

1. 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.
2. 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.
3. 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.
4. 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.
5. 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 know who you are. no more time, not like

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ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

send your tumblr

idk

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

yeah

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

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

i have read not even 1 book

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

Thank you, Jack

It Will Get Lighter