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idk
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
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.
the site i am dreaming
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.
December 2025
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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
was it worth it
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and the fake qualifier
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Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
i was tempted to lie about my name
its good
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