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The other image was that I saw myself in the old '57 Chevy. I saw myself from an outside observer-perspective. The car was my body. I was skinny and felt bad about it, starting at some point in high school. I saw myself in the Chevy, and realized it was a subliminal body. The car had substituted for my mental malfeasance. It was an identity. It was style and flamboyance. That was a revelation. The cars were cover for a psychological deficiency. I caught myself in a subliminal suppression, which explained a great deal about the psychology of my behavior of that time. What a revelation and a freeing from the dead embers of a past unconscious self.

Which brings up the concept of the watcher, as the observer of the self from outside. In writing this I have lately been wondering exactly when I discovered the concept. I have always thought it had been in my period of analysis, but now I am wondering as I write this, if it was not much earlier, perhaps even as long ago as kindergarten, which reminds me of Dick, Jane and Spot, the characters of which we learned to read. On the other hand, pertaining to this particular unconscious secret agent, as the subliminal body, the so-called watcher had been no-where to be found.

Now I was a lot different. Now I had to do a new review. Reviewing the past was a technique I used to great dexterity in my period of analysis. I had to compare my present self to my past personas. However this could go two ways. Compare the old self, as seen through my present character.

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