Paradoxical reversal
Purely personal...
A series of dreams this week gave me an insight into my 'stages' of life. Back in the 1970s, in my 20s, I was a scrawny gawky pimply adolescent. Yet I moved
confidently in adult circles. In Enid and Norman, I knew people with some degree of power, people who later became congressmen or mayors. They seemed to respect me.
Now I look more like an adult, more like people with power; in fact I look something like Mohammed Morsi. Not necessarily a good omen!... but still, he did have power for a while. Yet I
don't move comfortably in any circles, let alone powerful circles. I feel more like a scrawny gawky pimply adolescent, and I shout here in these lines of text with no illusion that anyone is listening.
Why the paradoxical reversal? Dunno. Not sure that I need or want to do anything about it, because the current situation is far more comfortable. I've arranged a narrow little introvert life, and it works just fine for a narrow little introvert.
These dreams are saying that the previous 'high-places' situation was a tightrope that wasn't much fun when it was real. I had to drink to maintain it. Not a new insight, but the dream generator apparently decided that a sharp reminder was needed.
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