As I'm trying to tell my Korean colleague / fresh meat that this is abnormal, that most people in England aren't like this, the host of the party emerges from the bathroom to a roar of laughter and applause. He's a fat middle aged Frenchman and he's changed into traditional Indian dress and a turban. He looks fucking ridiculous. I try to back away, to avoid the inevitable photo of me in this moment that will one day appear to ruin my life, but everyone is crowding around, trapping me in the middle of it.
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
no like which do people call me
i have read not even 1 book
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Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
i understand
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
really i want the internet
i really havent
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
we need to be deconstructing our identities
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
no longer writing in the third person
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
or never left
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
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models