Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate,
but I can't
really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
,
I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it
out.
It Will Get Lighter
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging
you cannot feed someone truth
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some
insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
that looks like my instagram account
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise
this is going to be awful.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing,
etc.
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.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream
education now
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
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