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the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
and the fake qualifier
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
division of reality is straying away from it
all that is to say
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
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.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.