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( The Post intended for today has been delayed, so that we may bring you this…prompted as it is by certain, current events. Be sure to check in tomorrow when we will have the much more…formal….informative(?)…insightful and useful Post. Until then…)

Speaking of normal….  lol  I had a nightmare last night that I am totally proud of, and have been telling everyone today. But after I got through recounting my tale to DownSpring glenn, he  suggested I put the story in a Post as “an illustration of the efficacy of the Wakefield Doctrine, vis a vis as a method of effecting a fundamental change and (attendant) improvement of the core personality“.  For a scott he sho’ do talk funny.  Anyway here’s the story:

(A little backstory first: I am a clark. I hardly ever remember my dreams anymore, just a brief sense of something probably bizarre hopefully interesting as I wake up and then it’s gone all traces, thoughts, feelings and memories of however it was I did as I slept. As far as ‘bad dreams’,  I will have a nightmare maybe once every 2 or 3 years…standard fare, normal situation  some impending doom event arises and grows…anxiety increases until I wake up and turn on a light: maybe I will read a little, wait for the ‘excitement to go away and it’s  back to sleep.  But that was so not the case last night…)
As Readers may know, I have been ill recently, nothing serious but I was prescribed various medicines and antibiotics for treatment. This has been working well despite a lot of background pain and discomfit. In any event, last night I awoke to find Phyllis (my wife)  and Una (our dog)  standing at the bedside all concerned because, as Phyllis told me (I was) “yelling in your sleep, no intelligible words or anything but all in a  very forceful tone, Una even started barking“.
When Phyllis mentioned my shouting in my sleep, the whole of my nightmare came back to me. In it, I was standing at the foot of the bed, aware of something coming down the hallway towards the bedroom. This awareness was accompanied by a feeling of tremendous anxiety.  Now this should sound familiar to everyone, a very standard nightmare scenario. Though I looked out of the open bedroom door, I could not see what was approaching but I knew it was very bad and I had to warn Phyllis (who, in the dream, was asleep in the bed). So I tried to shout a warning, but I had no voice! No matter how hard I tried nothing would come out as sound, (again, Nightmare Special Effects 101). But I kept trying to shout the warning. ( A note: as a clark when I have found myself in a nightmare situation like the one I am describing, my dream self would always look for an escape and failing that,  the anxiety would rise until it would force me to awake, all before the approaching object came into view.)
Not last night.
(In my nightmare), I kept trying to shout to Phyllis to warn her until finally the object that I was dreading, the one coming up the hallway came into view. It was some sort of trailer (like a semi tractor trailer, without the part for the driver), and it was being towed up the hallway by some kind of farm-tractor-looking thing  ( being a dream it somehow was fitting in the narrow hallway). The anxiety level I was feeling went off the chart and then the funny thing happened.

I began to scream: “FUCK YOU!”  at this nightmare thing in my hallway. Nothing planned, no thought of escape…just an un-rational defiance…”FUCK YOU!”

Pretty cool, huh?

Now we have rogers here to advise us how to present the Doctrine in a manner meant to reach the maximum audience. And if I can reach him I am pretty sure he is going to advise against my presenting this nightmare as object proof of the benefits of the Wakefield Doctrine. But I disagree, I think that for those of us who understand how the Wakefield Doctrine presents personality in general and self-development in particular, will agree that the Doctrine can affect how you deal with situations and how you handle adversity and even nightmares. On a very fundamental level.

Damn!