or never left
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
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i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
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.
and the fake qualifier
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
plato
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
so an active mazelike process
autonomy of learning
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
much more tactility
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
was it worth it
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate