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Entries are not portrayals of authentic beliefs, but explorative commentary on canidley’s lived experience and/or expressions

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the unknown.

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August 31, 2026: πŸ—“ 

When my dog jumped out my car window while I was driving a few months ago, it didn’t make a sound. (She ran straight to Carl’s Jr when she saw me outside the car, and I was able to reconvene with her in the back of the dining area.)

I wanted to bring awareness to this soundless jumping thing because I was thinking today about what if I didn’t notice until way later? An 80-pound dog jumping out a car window — I picture this making a sound, like some thudding or scratching on the car door. But no, no sound.

Not long before the jump, I had found an interesting steel skid plate on the ground. I put it in the back of the car unsecured, and it fell over while I was slowing down to a red light. I think it cut the back of her ankles, which may have been why she jumped. Or maybe her ankles got cut when she landed on the pavement. I don’t know.

Actually, a similar thing happened when I was like 10 years old with our yellow lab. I don’t think he made a sound either. I was sitting in the backseat with him when he jumped. I’m remembering now that I was stunned how fast and effortlessly it happened.

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August 31, 2026: πŸ—“ 

I read somewhere* that physical, symbolic actions communicate better with your subconscious mind because they somehow bypass logical/critical/language processing and go to non-verbal processing. (I’m actually not genuinely convinced that things like subconscious mind or ego or even just brains in general are real. But since that’s the extent of my understanding right now, I want to do my best with this version of reality I’ve been given.)

When I post a picture of myself, it’s usually in the direction that other people see me, not the way I see myself in a mirror. So I’m now flipping and reposting them back to how I see myself.

*Aug 14 post by Pyramid Consciousness

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August 31, 2026: πŸ—“ 

My facial expression in this picture is like — it could be basically anything, like a mirror, depending on context and noticer.

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September 1, 2026: πŸ—“ 

Peacefully driving through town with a smile on my face, realizing this is what I was daydreaming about (minus the caption).

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Disclaimer: Entries are not portrayals of authentic beliefs, but explorative commentary on canidley's lived experience and/or expressions From, The unknown.