Inner Directeds Are Like Pagans Today

 Blogging creates the itch to scratch the lacunae of self realization

My post of  Friday, January 29, 2010 , "A Counteractant to the Anodyne of my My Middle-Range Concepts" wherin I listed my "big four"  taken-for-granted operational concepts, has left me itching for a gestalt. 

Ever since I posted it, I've realized something is missing. Finding myself in a beleaguered position in my evaluation of  the tenor of the ascendant  socio-political ideology in power in Washington DC today, I now comprehend that my "big four" should mirror the "big five" trophy animals celebrated in Safari lore. Hence, let me herein augment my list to include the concepts of inner directed vs. outer directed cultural types.  Obviously, I now realize, my itch has been occasioned  by my affiliation with the first type, an existential existence seemingly similar to the last pagan in the classical world  who heard the words, "Tell them the Great Pan is Dead." 
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"... Great God, I'd rather be

A Pagan, suckled in a creed outworn,

So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,

Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;

Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea,

And hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn."