Crushing disappointment, arising from a collision between unwarranted euphoria and shattered expectations, leaves the victim of that horrific experience feeling empty and immeasurably sad. Such is the situation when the victim dreams that his hopes are on the verge of being met—but is stunned when he confronts an utterly different, deeply painful, reality. He immediately realizes he has no more control over the actions of characters in his dreams than in their actions in the real world. His dream seems to cross the line between fantasy and nightmare. But the horrors that accompany nightmares is missing; in its place, despondency settles in every cell of his body. He is not suicidal, but he no longer values his own life the way he did before. Before an imaginary, artificial experience. Dreams have the capacity to upend one’s life. And they have elements of actuality embedded in them. The dreamer may not have any control over his unconscious experiences. He simply feels them wash over him; they take control of his reactive emotions. And they take up permanent residence in his brain, where they build a home with impenetrable walls, guarded by malevolent sentries.
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The screening, Part 2, of the clinical trials continues this week. If it were local, I would have to contribute only one day to it. But distance and scheduling require considerably more time. That’s the way the ball crumbles or the cookie bounces.
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I can barely tolerate newscasts. They duplicate one another in some form, suggesting they use a single source as a model. If we would take the time to explore them in depth, I think we would find that only six pieces of “news” (maximum) are delivered to us daily, but the formats of their delivery represent at least sixty ways of reporting them. We are fooled into thinking there’s more to know than is truly the case. Most “newsworthy” items are kept confidential, available only to a select few authoritarian regimes. I once would have said such an assertion was complete BS, but today I am not entirely sure. It’s entirely possible that a cabal of power-hungry political beasts have absolute control over information delivered to us in the comfort of our own homes. On one hand, I don’t want to be a mindless conspiracy theorist; on the other, I don’t want to fall victim to the dictatorial mindsets of a power-hungry cabal. This all would be funny if it were not so disturbingly possible.
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Most of the seafood consumed in the U.S. is imported, according to something I read within the last few days. If that is true, tariffs probably will dramatically reduce the supply of seafood and/or will make seafood quite expensive; unaffordable to most of us. Well, we have been overfishing the world’s oceans for far too long, so perhaps there’s a silver lining to the blanket of tariffs being used to smother global commerce. In place of seafood, we can dine on insects, which remain plentiful. Chigger chowder and mosquito meringue pie might make a magnificent meal. Remember, though, buffalo used to be plentiful; so we need to be conscious of what our appetites for insects do to the insect population.
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