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Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
December 2025
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.
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.
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.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.
wait what is that
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
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
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
or never left
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03