Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

you cannot feed someone truth

so the method has to be autonomous

as in

But seriously, thank you, Jack

magnetisation/form

its performative

i really havent

not their contents

idk

its good

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

what do you mean

isaac

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

no i haven't really read anything

i love it here

i understand

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

was it worth it

  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.

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 guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine