The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

no like which do people call me

so at the end

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

i have read not even 1 book

the site i am dreaming

idk

yeah

your feed looks like my tumblr

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

December 2025

or never left

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

so an active mazelike process

I Write Goodbye Letter

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

isaac

division of reality is straying away from it

its good

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.

Slug

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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.

is this you as well

really i want the internet

so the method has to be autonomous