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Cities of Dust #78: God’s Picture Maker, Chapter 4, Bookmark 1
© 2015 James LaFond
AUG/20/15
A Note on Operative Perspective:
Bruco is a primitive of deep abiding suspicion where the artifices—both material and intellectual—of civilization are concerned. He orders life’s events in his mind’s eye, in a way we might revere as cyclic or deride as childish, according to natural phenomena. It is not that the man does not have knowledge of our calendar, but that he does not trust it. To Bruco, every astronomer is an astrologer; every psychologist a witch; every scientist a sorcerer; and every evangelist a damned voice screaming out of the abyss of his aboriginal/deist idea of an afterlife.
Retrieving individuals from the past for eventual use as operatives in chronologically familiar timeframes, while well-reasoned, does pose hazards, as such operatives do not possess, and are probably beyond being imbued with, a science-based worldview. When encountered in 16th Century Florida, Bruco was living in a state of rejection concerning what was then considered ‘modern.’ It is doubtful that he will ever come to accept the conventions and mores of 21st Century America.
Note: All other translocation survivors have experienced enhanced dream-sequences, with the exception of Jay Bracken, who came to The Service with a hyperactive dream life, and has, against all expectations, been our most potent operative. It is my contention—as a survivor of two Space-Time translocations—that our enhanced dream-life is a psychological leveling mechanism which enables us to maintain our identity in our post-translocation state. In light of the evidence I am deeply troubled by Bruco’s denial that he experiences dreams at all.
Have I done him a disservice by bringing him forward?
Does he simply confound me as a matter of distrust?
Bruco has suggested I ‘not woman about’ between his ears, in response to my inquires about his dreams. Perhaps his primitive mind—the mind that likens me to a Merlin—does not distinguish between dreaming and thinking, and is merely holding me at bay as a matter of masculine distrust.
Perhaps…perhaps I am a fool after all.
-Doctor Charles Carver Robinson, debriefing notes, February 7, 2013
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