Saturday, October 22, 2022
6:55 a.m. Gentlemen, what can you tell me of the long dream? I feel like, to try to put it into words would distance myself from it. Maybe just go into it, remembering?
- The desk drawer filled with clutter – empty plastic bags, some useful, some not, litter, all kinds of things that together made the drawer unusable.
- Your opening the blinds on your colleagues’ windows, without asking them, which let you see across the street to the excitement happening there.
- A hook-and-ladder truck making its way carefully and laboriously up the curving driveway to the building across the street – a school, you know. Your deducing that somebody had gotten caught up in a high place. (It wasn’t a fire.)
Hmm, easier to remember this way than trying to narrate. Maybe I’ll try it this way more often. So, what do you make of it?
No, what do you make of it? Things that are obvious to others won’t hurt you [I’d have thought you meant to say “help” me, but, go ahead.] won’t help you as much as things you connect for yourself. The Freudian slip is because in the case of new realizations, what helps can hurt.
Can’t find that missing word, which I think begins with “c” and means, right on point. May start with “con.” In any case –
The clutter refers to my mind, I guess, more than my life. To my environment somewhat, but mostly, I have a lot in my mind (rather than on my mind), and it would be worthwhile to sort it out. Discarding, I suppose, but perhaps expressing, quite as much.
As I wrote out opening the blinds, I got the sense that this is me – is us – opening windows on obscured knowledge, as we have been doing all these years.
I suppose watching the hook-and-ladder and not participating in the drama, and knowing there was no fire, is me not buying into the drama of our times, knowing it is less life-and-death than it seems.
So what would you like to know?
It’s surprising how much I got out of that, so easily.
Use that technique of sketching scenes without trying to write connecting passages, see if it doesn’t facilitate the interpretation of dreams for you. Doesn’t mean it would work for everybody, nor every time for you, but it did work very effectively this time.
Yes it did. Thank you. What is the word I couldn’t pin down? “Connate,” something like that? “Cognate”? No, it means directly to the point. All I can think of is apposite, or appropriate, and I have the sense of the sentence anyway, but I would like to know. It isn’t correct,” either, I think.
Condign.
I know there is such a word, but I don’t know what it means. I guess I’ll look it up. I don’t think that’s the one anyway.
“Condign: Deserved, adequate, worthy, suitable. Deserved, adequate, suitable to the fault or crime.”
Doesn’t sound like the meaning I got.
[8:30. Typing this, I get that the word was probably “cogent.”]