Vivid dreams last night. Haven't remembered my dreams in weeks... months? Academy dreams. Recurring. Seems like I always remember them. This time I'm dropped six months in. Really, almost was. Academic boards near miss. Finals saved me. But I keep living in Annapolis. Work there. Fake officer. Write fake orders. Blend in at the harbor. Not the real Navy. Odd. Meaning transparent. Faking it. No real sense of belonging and place. Church, football, USNA, USMC, Japan. Prodded into by circumstance, others. Always 'in' the thing, not 'of' the thing. Japan the first time that's ever been liberating as opposed to constricting. Maybe. Rules clearly state, you're gaijin/foreigner. Won't fit in. Never part of. Freeing when that's always been the feeling. Cliched, still.
Quote from the dream, context lost - violence doesn't solve problems, strategic and tactical thinking solves problems. Violence is a tool to that end.
How very Clausewitz-ian.
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