Following on from this morning’s dream which suggests that in some sectors the state of my sanity is in question. I have also heard anecdotally of people thinking that I am insane. Someone I knew told others that I had gone mad. It is very easy to claim that someone has gotten irrevocably onto the bus to Barking, become loony-tune, is suffering from a severe marbles deficit or is otherwise bat shit crazy. It is convenient. In the past the asylums were full of people whom it was convenient to lock up out of sight and out of mind. Somebody else’s insanity is often convenient.
In truth I do not know how I am perceived.
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Here is a picture of me taken earlier to day.
It is very important that I don’t let the aliens read my mind…
It is possible that I have gotten entirely the wrong end of the stick about how people see me. The person who failed in his career and is otherwise such a loser.
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I am clearly not the winner…
Aside from one “logical if” I cannot come up with any explanation about why peripheral people from my past keep cropping up in dreams. If there is any inquiry going on then no bugger has asked me!!
As usual the last person anyone might ask is the one about whom the inquiry is. That way they can be condemned ab initio.
“We cannot let them know there is an inquiry until we have all our ducks (geese) in a row…quack quack ” might be the thinking.
I have worked with control junkies in the past…
What is evident to me is a certain circularity. The same perception and reasoning space is revisited and the only tenable conclusion is that I am Whacko McNutjob.
To imagine otherwise is not acceptable nor tenable, because the consequences of so doing would be very far reaching and of high implication.
So like Groundhog day it is easier to question my sanity. It is politically more acceptable.
People will cover the same ground and come to the same socio-political conclusion…
Boring…..
Dreamyoga 