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The key to the secret of personal happiness, extracted from a dream. A little over thirty. Bangs on the forehead, a timid look, with aggression from under the brows, dressed as on the night before being tonsured as a nun. Fortune tellers, in whom she allegedly does not believe, but willingly recounts them, insist that she is wearing the crown of celibacy. And indeed, all attempts to meet and date were unsuccessful. But she didn’t turn to me because of this. I am worried about spasmodic pain in the epigastric region, the examination did not reveal any pathology, the neurologist suspects psychosomatics and recommended a psychologist. And now I have her. Fortunately, she remembers her dreams, she even writes some down, trying to find Signs from above in them. I am reviewing the notes. I believe the neurologist’s diagnosis, but I check it. Well, there are no diagnostic devices yet that, like dream images, could reflect changes at the cellular level. In fact, there are no specific marker images of somatic disease in her dreams. Let's go up a level. Information codes come not only from the body, but also flow from the area of ​​the subconscious, continuously reflecting the state and changes in the dreamer’s psyche. And immediately a scattering of marker images. These are signs of structural dissociation - a little girl, always offended, dissatisfied... the dreamer experiences there is love for her, pity, he tries to approach her, hug her... but she leaves. Where is she going? And in the next chronological dream, she herself directly says: “I want to die. Slowly.” And to the dreamer’s horror, which she clearly experiences in her sleep, she begins to climb a narrow path up a high hill, moving further and further away from her. The repressed part of the personality, in this case the need to love and be loved, rebels for a long time, tries to break through, become recognized by our I, the mistress of the personality, so that she is respected, loved, given the opportunity for self-satisfaction. But tightly blocked, placed on her knees by the Mistress in a dark corner, she begins to take revenge. Not like an adult, consciously causing pain, but like a child - cruelly, senselessly, destroying and maiming everything around. Then the Mistress runs to the doctors, pills and injections stop the consequences of this destruction (psychosomatics). Having failed to achieve understanding - the mother does not hear - the child begins to leave. And now the marker images diagnose hidden suicidal intentions. A holy place is never empty. That space in the personality, which used to be a large, bright children's room, allowing the Mistress to be emotionally open, create, rejoice... becomes empty, the lights go out in it, the floors are covered with dust... And Someone appears in it. At the early stage of a depressive state, this is a man, dressed in dark clothes, and he gives off a feeling of power that inspires fear. He is unpleasant, repulsive - just as this very condition initially causes rejection by the healthy part of the psyche. But nothing is done, and now he goes into the bedroom, then lies down on the bed (and where else do we most endure melancholy, despair, shed tears?) . With the transition to disorder, the man becomes more and more cheeky, begins to harass, kiss and... This is not erotic fantasy. Images of intimacy and sex only show the degree of closeness to the phenomenon, person, circumstance that is expressed in the image of our partner. Fortunately for the dreamer, in these dreams she has the strength to push him away, to try to drive him away. So, we note that there are resources for resistance. We just need to identify them and rely on them in the future. We rise to an even higher level. There are internal marker images that reflect the state of the dreamer himself, and there are those that reflect signals from the external environment. These are fortune tellers! Presented as sloppily dressed, small, thin women are usually busy preparing food, pieces of which they feed to men and women. And their homes are modest (for those who host), or are decent offices with many visitors (if the fortune teller has turned his business into a business). However, the latter also feed, and also in pieces. Any food is an experience. And the appearance of fortune tellers reveals that they are people with low energy!

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