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's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

I am below everything.

as in

wait what is that

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

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

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bro i read nothing in my life

so the method has to be autonomous

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life