is everyoneback on tumblr now

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

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

autonomy of learning

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

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

Slug

hello reader,

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

  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.

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

It Will Get Lighter

so at the end

was it worth it

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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.

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.

It Will Get Lighter

that looks like my instagram account

like first name

so the method has to be autonomous

13, H, grate

division of reality is straying away from it