with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise
this is going to be awful.
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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.
IWGD
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
It Will Get Lighter
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator
consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its
qualities
that looks like my instagram account
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
The Hatton geezer (fuck off) is emptying his pockets, searching for the silver
rizlas he apparently has. He refuses to take one of mine (also silver) because
the tobacco I'm giving him is already too much to ask. He tells me about the
guy who can do 50g of Golden Virginia for a good price, the guy who every
other man over 50 knows. I'm not interested.
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there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like
thinking about it too much yet.
A roll of 50s is one of the items he dumps onto my table during the search. Of
course it is. He asks if I'm a delivery boy or a setter or this or that
diamond related job. I keep saying no, I'm enjoying hearing all of these new
words. Eventually I tell him that I work in film, which is kind of true. He
asks where I'm filming. I'm not filming. He tells me that I can't be that good
at it then. He then tells me that he made a film once, in the 80s. It was
called Pimlico Rats.