i was tempted to lie about my name
sorry i am texting like a slav
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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.
i dont understand magnetisation
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant
articulate
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
which magnetises chains of pins
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some
insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
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.
this
is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
but really the thing should be autonomous
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.
Picture
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the
morning, when I'm not quite right.
Lift Analysis