2 (actually index). two is company
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
I Write Goodbye Letter
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.
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.
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
you have a beautiful account btw
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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.
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.
this will be about a slug
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording
of his website, something that could be found within it
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media,
both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream
education now
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent
real but its very manifestation
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned
and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre
of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
