Evidently, while in a deep sleep last night, I had one of my active dreams. I was catching a monster, only to finally catch it and lo and behold- I was holding Gerry's hand, triumphant indeed! Of course, I let the monster go with a warning, and then, asleep again, went on to fight an outbreak of lice of pandemic size.
Why tell of this? Because I sincerely believe that dreams are there for a purpose. Sometimes they appear to be nonsense, but if truly thought about, there is a meaning. Humanity has always believed in the power of dreams, in their connection to reality, our minds, the truth of our lives. Interpretation was necessary, but there it was. There it is. A most famous example of dreams is that of Joseph and the role dreams played in his life.
No, Gerry is most definitely not a monster, but rather the very opposite, always there to fight the monsters of daily life, of the stress felt by family members and friends. Even as his hand was condemned as a monster, I knew, in my subconscious that here was help, not harm. and that is a pointer to life and our interpretation of it. At times, too many times, we mistake the identity of the monsters and the caretakers, confuse them, much to our detriment.
This is exactly what too many Americans have done over the past decade. They were disillusioned, disappointed, frightened by the turns of their lives, so different from what they had dreamed of when young, when beginning their lives as adults. Too many, in despair have turned to false leaders, fake prophets, who deem themselves messengers of G-d, all spewing forth messages from the other side, the Devil, feeding hate and bias into the parishioners. These monsters went undetected, unrecognized, so good was their disguise. So deep was our need for a leader, a good one, a decent one. So deep were our disillusions that we chose the false prophets instead. We allowed, even welcomed the monsters into our homes and hearts.
There were those who remained stalwart in their quest to uncover these monsters so bad for America and the world. Against an opposition which turned to dirty tricks, illegal activities to undermine their quests. In their own disillusionment and desire to have an end to this in their own lives, some retired from the fight, exhausted, hanging up their tools and quests, items of the past. Thankfully, there were others who stepped up and took on the quest to find and eliminate the monsters who clung to life even as they sapped the energy and hopes of life from others.
Our Galahads are beginning to pierce the veil of disguise, many finally opening eyes to the truth now revealed. Oh, some turn away, denying, standing firm for the false prophet to the very end, even as he continues to rant and rave against the truth. This mistaken stand has now been revealed as such, as more and more truths are revealed, each and every day. Those who had accepted the monster and his poison injected into their lives, who had openly aided him, are now coming forth with the truth, with their confessions, too late to undo much of the damage done but perhaps enough to build a brighter, lighter, more truthful and responsive set of leaders. A good leadership, one that comforts and aids, that builds rather than destroy.
We have our monster on the run, his parasitic human plankton feeling the heat of this forced run. Now is the time to reach out and help, to welcome them back into their true homes, back to America as it should be. A country looking towards and forwards to a future for all, not a select few.
However, we must, absolutely, punish the wrongdoers who committed treasonous actions, who almost broke this country's back - if that even was avoided - not so sure about that. But the long slog ahead of us, to reunite as a country, with a shared morality, with an openness to others, to an ethos inclusive, rather than exclusive, remains.
That requires due consequences, befitting their actions. Responsibility must be borne upon stalwart shoulders which bear the brunt of the burden to keep this country on the straight and true. Possibly narrow, but wide enough for us if we do the right thing, if we remember who we are. If we expose the monsters and their internal ugliness. Those who seek to weaken those burdened shoulders must face the punishment they deserve, lest others think they can emulate the monsters, for there was no downside to it.
Oh, as for the lice, that pandemic, we can conquer that too. The lice are the remainders of the reign of the monster, the dark veil that had hidden the true America beneath actions of violence, of growing hate and anger. of despair rather than hope and optimism. These are the enablers of a monster. These include those of little power and those already in places of power, able to continue their fight against who and what America is. They need to be set aside, voted out of office, rejected by a better electorate, impeached where possible. There is no place for them here. We must reject them, overcome the bites they have inflicted upon our fabric of life, of America.
Together, we can do it. With open eyes and recognition of truths, we can do it.
We can do it. We must do it. Lest we are totally lost. In a land of monsters whom we invited into our very homes.
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