A NEW ARCHETYPE THAT PSYCHOLOGISTS CAN ADD TO THEIR DARN BOOKS OF KNOW IT ALLS ... TOOK ME UNTIL I WAS OVER 50 TO FIND THIS MY EARLY CHILDHOOD MEMORIES OF WHY I'M SCREWY!
picture below: Jungian archetype of the modern kind
It's NOT a wonder I'm writing on the CONCRETE cognition of childhood!!
picture below: Jungian archetype of the modern kind
It's NOT a wonder I'm writing on the CONCRETE cognition of childhood!!
CLOSEST TO MY MEMORY OF THE MIXER DAD HAD IN THE CONCRETE AREAAT THE FOLK'S GREENHOUSES GROWING UP
ADD A GUY NAMED 'DON' IN CHARGE THAT HAD A DAUGHTER NAMED 'DONNA' THAT sometimes CAME AND PLAYED
IN my 3 brothers and my HUGE HUGE SANDPILES, with nearby water, dirt piles, bags of concrete stacked up like stairways for kids, building roads in dirt piles, squirting obnoxious little brothers with hoses in the green house that was temperature controlled all year (summer was a wee bit hot) ... my POOR PARENTS WERE TRYING TO RUN A BUSINESS
WE NEEDED MOVIE CAMERA TO RECORD OUR CHILDHOODS IN THE 1950'S IT WOULD HAVE HELPED BETTER THAN TRYING TO FIND OLD EARLY CHILDHOOD MEMORIES LAYERED OVER BY CRAPPY SILT OF DECADES!!
... I SHOULD BE FREUD IT TOOK ME LONG ENOUGH TO PUT THE DARN PUZZLE PIECES OF WHY IIN my 3 brothers and my HUGE HUGE SANDPILES, with nearby water, dirt piles, bags of concrete stacked up like stairways for kids, building roads in dirt piles, squirting obnoxious little brothers with hoses in the green house that was temperature controlled all year (summer was a wee bit hot) ... my POOR PARENTS WERE TRYING TO RUN A BUSINESS
WE NEEDED MOVIE CAMERA TO RECORD OUR CHILDHOODS IN THE 1950'S IT WOULD HAVE HELPED BETTER THAN TRYING TO FIND OLD EARLY CHILDHOOD MEMORIES LAYERED OVER BY CRAPPY SILT OF DECADES!!
call mental confusion with the adult word STRESS ... see above archetype (think it was yellow)
**that above yellow thing was really noisy
** When I was helping my dad at age 70 plus with his blasted concrete projects, I finally get a compliment at the age of 52 about making a good batch of concrete .. if i would have remembered my childhood then I would have used the making pancakes analogy for my abilities to mix concrete mix, sand and water together, I would have told him I spent my formative years watching Don at the greenhouses!! Too late for some things ... at least I have a sense of humor that was lost for a few decades and now found again.
