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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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

lol yea

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

Thank you, Jack

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

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.

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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 was tempted to lie about my name

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

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

that looks like my instagram account

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

what do you think my name is

i dont understand magnetisation

you cannot feed someone truth

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.

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

so at the end

whats your name?

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