okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
I Write Goodbye Letter
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we
watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the
bank.
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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.
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the
morning, when I'm not quite right.
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn
are not proper models
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
2 (actually index). two is company
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.
division of reality is straying away from it
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was
HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that
the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece
in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality
should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic
hypertext
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
Better Lift
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
