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2012, career, compromise, dream, identity, journey, naked, obsession, pride, professional development, realisation, talking to myself, teaching, voices, waking
dream career
so there I was
naked except
for my pants
in the room
had to make it
round the room
I figured to go
right round
the room – do
it properly –
started off fine
became more
and more difficult
pants caught
on something
maybe the door
but I pushed on
turned the
support post at
far end of the room
pants were getting
tighter and tighter
‘but I can push on’
stretched thinner
and thinner ‘but
I am strong’ going
to cut and then
I suddenly realised
how ridiculous:
the room, the
journey, my nakedness
my pants – would
my pants slice
off my legs –
so I stopped
and woke up, groggy
as the great majority of my readers are from America, I’d better point out that ‘pants’ means ‘underwear’ – the last vestige before total nudity (believe me, it ain’t pretty!); I am in the last throws of my career (I know, it’s been lingering on since obituary, and maybe shouldn’t’ve) and soon to enter the Last Rites; I was having a natter with Waywardspirit and we both agreed that it was about time; but I was nevertheless indulging in a little guilt ‘n’ defeat when I came across a dream I had before, even, my ‘obituary’ and it makes me feel better; and wiser …
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career & teaching wormhole: and that’s where I are
compromise wormhole: working / for a living
dream wormhole: let the dreams / become the ghosts they / always were
identity wormhole: the start of adolescence
realisation wormhole: b / r / e / a / t / h / i / n / g
talking to myself wormhole: true nature
voices wormhole: becoming
