Sunday,
OCTOBER 7, 1979
VICTORIA'S DESTINY LETTER |
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It was Sunday
morning. Victoria had moved
home yesterday to protect her parental rights.
Jennifer was a lost cause and my dance career was in
ruins. Alone in my
house, I
had little else to do but give Victoria's brief stay a great deal
of thought.
On Doorstep Night, I thought my big mistake was letting
Victoria into my house. After talking to
Jennifer, I changed
my mind. I did nothing wrong to let
Victoria enter my house. My mistake was
letting her into my bed. With just a modicum of common sense,
I could have saved my relationship with Jennifer and
been spared this Blackmail predicament. All I
had to do was keep my clothes on. If I had
done that, as Victoria dressed to return to her
daughter after Doorstep Night, I would have realized
her claim of moving in with me was a total sham.
Problem solved. But I did not keep my clothes
on. Instead I chose "precisely the thing
that was worst for me".
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That brought me
to the Ultimate Question. What would cause my Warning
System to fail at a time when I was begging for a way out of
this trap? I was not impaired in any way. My
mind was on full alert, I was not tired, I was not drunk, I
had overcome my attraction to Victoria back in August. And yet for no obvious reason, the Warning
Signals failed to appear.
I could think of
no reason why warnings and useful solutions had failed to
cross my mind's eye.
What would cause my Warning System to short-circuit?
Panic perhaps? There was no panic; I was just Brain
Dead. Here is what troubled me the most.
Prior to Doorstep Night, I had believed I was too smart to make a mistake of this
magnitude. In regards to Victoria's various attempts
to initiate an Affair, I felt like Mighty Casey at the bat.
For an entire year, I had consistently made the right
decision to avoid crossing the line with this glamorous woman. And
yet at the single most important moment of my life, my mind betrayed
me. Strike Three.
Now I was faced
with the most serious mistake I had ever made in my life. Convinced Fate
was involved in this outcome, I decided the only way I could make a mistake of
this magnitude would be if someone tampered with my mind.
Strangely enough, Victoria reached the identical conclusion
independent of me.
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In the middle
of her five-night stay, Victoria left her 'Destiny
Letter' on my kitchen table before leaving to
attend to Stephanie. I found it
later that morning when I went for coffee.
"Hi
Honey, I hope you will accept this small gift
from me. I knew you were down and
thought in some small way I could say
'I'm thinking of you and I Love you.'
I hurt right now and I'm scared, but I still
know that you are the most important person in
my life and have been lighting up my life for
some time now.
I know too that our relationship
has not always been easy, but I have always felt that
our being together was Destiny.
It's like no matter
what happens, the Universe keeps pushing me
in your direction and I can't seem to let go of
you."
I winced
when I saw the "Hi Honey". Those were
her words, not mine. When
Victoria said she loved me, I thought she was sincere.
Or at least she was sincere when she wrote it. Okay, Victoria
loves me. No one ever said that Love has to
make sense. However, no matter how much she
loved me, I believed Victoria should have stood by the
promise she made to Michael.
Lots of
people feel Love for someone else, but they still have the decency to honor their marital vow.
Why would Victoria betray Michael? He never did anything I
know of to deserve being abandoned.
And what about Stephanie?
In Hindsight, due to her failure to involve her
daughter at my house, Victoria's idea of living
together never had a ghost of a chance to succeed.
Why didn't Victoria think about that before she
moved in and ruined her life, my life, and Michael's
life?
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Victoria was a
remarkable mother. Throughout our relationship, Victoria struck me as a caring,
responsible mother who doted on her daughter.
For that matter, Michael was equally strong. In my book, both parents were
superior. Despite their marital problems,
Michael and Victoria showed responsible teamwork in
the care of their young daughter. Not once did
they fail to keep their word about their supervision
schedule. There were many times they despised each other, but
they refused to use Stephanie as a pawn.
Victoria loved
her daughter with a passion. Knowing how much
Stephanie loved her father, knowing how important
security is to a child, knowing how comfortable the
girl was in her own home, knowing their neighborhood
was safe and that the nearby schools excellent, it seemed
impossible that a mother of Victoria's caliber would
dream of jeopardizing her daughter's happiness.
Here is my
point. I have already explained why I believe
my mind was tampered with on Doorstep Night.
Now I wish to explain why I believe Victoria was
also operating under the spell of Cosmic Blindness.
What woman in
her right mind would deliberately hurt a caring
husband like Michael?
What mother in her right
mind would rip her daughter from the child's father
without a compelling REASON?
How
was Victoria ever going to justify making her daughter live in
my
broken-down house given the
beautiful home the young girl had grown up in?
How did Victoria justify
placing the frivolous Disco dance scene above a
highly successful marriage?
What was the point of pursuing a dance teacher
whose career was on the verge of collapse?
Victoria's decisions on Doorstep Night make so
little sense, no other explanation
but Cosmic Blindness satisfies me. Maybe this
is why they say Love is
Blind.
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PSYCHOLOGY VERSUS
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I believe the field of Psychology
arose in an attempt to
solve a mystery.
Rational people fear the
Irrational.
If there is
one thing that drives Rational people crazy, it is when
someone who has been competent their entire life suddenly behaves like
a fool. People who drive their car over their
husband three times for example. I suspect crazy
stories happen more often than one would
think. In fact, crazy behavior is so much a part of the
human condition that the fortune-telling system called
Tarot
contains a card known as
'The Fool'.
The Fool depicts a youth
who
carelessly walks into danger. If the Fool takes one
more step, he will topple over a cliff. Where has this
man's common sense gone to? There is a worried dog barking at
the heel of the Fool. The dog is trying to warn the man of
the danger.
However the warning does no good because he is a Blind Fool
who refuses to pay attention. There is no
explanation why the young man is so stupid. Maybe he was born
that way. Or, if there is such a thing as Fate, maybe
the Fool is ordinarily a sensible lad until the day comes
when he is rendered blind. If the Fool survives his
fall, no
doubt he will spend the rest of his life wondering why he became
so stupid that he did not see the cliff.
Sad to say, Victoria
reminded me of the Fool.
Gosh, if she had just listened to
me when I barked at her!
How many times had
I warned Victoria to concentrate on her
marriage instead of me? On Doorstep Night, I agonized
over what could cause
a woman who had it all to do a stupid thing like throw
away a good marriage in pursuit of a man who did not want
her?
I was the man deemed inferior according to the Husband List,
so why would Victoria want to trade Michael for me?
Good grief, Victoria didn't listen to Michael, she didn't listen
to me, she didn't even listen to herself. What
prevented her from listening?
I suspected
Cosmic Blindness, a theory that claims our common sense can be temporarily
blocked at certain key points in our life. I
strongly believe there are two, possibly three moments in
every person's life when they will make the worst, most
stupid decision imaginable.
In the absence of the
usual Warning messages we take for granted,
we unwittingly do something so totally
stupid that we will spend the rest of our lives wondering what
the hell went
wrong. If you suspect I am referring to
myself, you are correct. I have spent my entire life
thinking about Doorstep Night.
Unfortunately, while
Cosmic Blindness is an interesting
theory, it lacks proof. Unless the Reader has
experienced a similar event where you feel like you lost
your mind in the strangest of circumstances, my theory is
easily dismissed.
So I asked
if
Psychology had an adequate explanation for Victoria's extraordinary
mistake.
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Although Psychology has all kinds
of theories to explain the cause of self-destructive
behavior, when it came to diagnosing something as
complicated as Doorstep Night, I was not sure Psychology
was up to the task. Typically when an otherwise intelligent
person loses their mind, Psychology falls back on its
favorite theory of the Unconscious Mind. Only one
problem. There is no scientific proof that the
Unconscious exists. Fortunately, Psychology has
learned other ways to explain self-destructive behavior
(we will get to that shortly).
I once
experienced a bout with an unusual form of mental illness
known as 'Phobia'. Most people do not take
Phobia seriously since there is a simple solution. If you are deathly
afraid of being bit by a dog, stay away from dogs.
And what was my problem? I was afraid of being
bitten by a beautiful woman. And what was my
solution? I avoided beautiful women.
You may think I'm
kidding, but not this time. After I got kicked out of graduate school, I returned to
Houston in despair. Living alone in an apartment, I
did not have a friend in the world.
As a result I was very lonely.
Unfortunately, the tried and true avenues of finding a
girlfriend were denied to me. There was no woman
in sight for me to date at my apartment project.
The women at my job were all married. In order to
seek a girlfriend, I had no choice but to visit a bar.
That would require the courage to approach women who were
complete strangers. Forget it. I could not
make myself do it.
Sorry to say, I stayed locked in
my apartment after work for an entire month. I was
so terrified of a woman's rejection, the thought of
approaching a woman I did not know made me tremble
violently.
So what caused this problem?
Was it the Unconscious? No. During
graduate school a
woman named Vanessa had
betrayed me in an unusually cruel way. Making the first move
with women had long been an issue of torment, but
Vanessa's cold heart made my fear grow much worse.
By the time I was back in Houston, my fear of a woman's
rejection had escalated to epic proportions.
Thrown from the saddle one time too
many, I was like the cowboy who can't get back up.
Like an untreated infection,
my fear of rejection had
intensified from strong anxiety into full-blown Phobia, a condition typically associated with excessive fear of
spiders, snakes, mean dogs and flying.
"Phobia
is a persistent, abnormal, irrational
fear of a situation that compels one to
avoid it, despite the conscious
awareness and frequent reassurance from
others that the new
threat is probably not dangerous."
Is it possible to have a Phobia
towards approaching women who are strangers? I
could make a case for it. Of course I knew that
pretty girls are not dangerous. However, right now
they were dangerous to me. Once bitten, twice shy.
At the
moment, the mere thought of some woman
telling me to brush off made me sick in my stomach.
So what is my point? There was nothing
Supernatural about this.
Everything I had learned about neurotic behavior in
graduate school was sufficient to explain the severity
of my condition.
Okay, Psychology had me covered in
regards to Phobia,
but what about Victoria's bizarre behavior? What would cause her
to obsess over a man she agreed was inferior to her
husband? What would cause her to risk damaging her
daughter's well-being? Why would she consider
betraying a husband who had been incredibly good to her,
a man who had done nothing to deserve this? Why
would a woman who had experienced a lifetime of success
suddenly head for the cliff? Why didn't she listen
to the barking dog?
I imagine I would have spent
the rest of my life looking to Psychology for the
answers except for one thing: Victoria's Destiny Letter.
This letter
was a game changer. For
starters, it helped validate my Cosmic
Blindness theory. Victoria had openly admitted her
obsession with me did not make a bit of sense. In
addition, she blamed Fate for her condition.
"It's like no matter
what happens, the Universe keeps pushing me
in your direction and I can't seem to let go of
you."
Her letter
also led me in a different direction. I began to consider the possible existence of Evil Spells.
Given Victoria's strange transformation from the Golden
Sunshine Girl to
Mistress of the Dark, I began to wonder if it was possible for Victoria to be
the victim of a Fairy Tale curse. Laugh if you wish,
but I am completely serious. Starting with her Tirade
in early January, Victoria underwent an extreme change of
behavior for the worse. The woman who manipulated me
on Doorstep Night was not the same person who had been my cheerful
friend at this time last year. Now, adding to the
mystery, Victoria
had just written a very touching letter to suggest her heart of gold
was still beating underneath her deceitful exterior.
What could have caused this horrible transformation?
To me,
Victoria's Dark Side was 'Uncharacteristic Behavior'.
She had once been a charming, delightful woman full of spark
and goodness. Now look at her. What could
explain Victoria's drastic transformation to the Dark Side? Of course any
time a person goes haywire, we are trained to look to
Psychology for an explanation. After all, the
field of Psychology developed as a way to explain why
otherwise intelligent people suddenly begin to act in
irrational ways. As it turns out, whenever the
Unconscious Mind explanation fails to satisfy, Psychology has a
backup strategy known as 'Blind Spots'.
This
includes the well-known corollary, 'Love is
Blind'.
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Psychology openly admits there
is a feature of a diseased mind known as a "Blind
Spot". A psychological Blind Spot inhabits an
unconscious area of your mind that you are unaware of,
even though it is evident to others.
For example, 'Rick Archer
was precisely the wrong choice and EVERYONE BUT
VICTORIA could see it.'
So what causes this Blind
Spot?
"Unconscious Cognitive
Processes."
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Seriously? So now we are
back to the Unconscious. Where
would Psychology be without Sigmund Freud?
It all comes down to one thing:
"People
have a strange knack for choosing
precisely what is worst for them." That quote
describes Victoria to perfection.
I think we can agree
that Blind Spots and Extremely Poor Judgment in
times of stress
are a form of
Mental Illness. However, has it ever occurred to anyone that
Mental Illness might not actually come from within our own
minds?
I wonder if Mental Illness can be imposed upon us from
beyond.
The ancients certainly believed it was possible.
Why do you suppose they put all those witches to death
for the alleged crime of casting an evil spell?
Oddly enough, it was Victoria who first suggested there
might be a Supernatural explanation for her woes (and
mine as well).
This came after our second performing accident. After pointing out
how I had
experienced four dance accidents in a row, Victoria speculated
that I was cursed.
"I'm sorry, Rick, but I just
can't believe anyone can have four accidents in a
row and not be responsible somehow. I want you
to listen to me.
Let's say I have a
girlfriend who keeps having car wrecks. My friend has
a perfectly reasonable explanation for the first accident, so I
extend sympathy to her. Then she has a second accident... but
she says wasn't her fault... and a third accident...
but she says it wasn't her
fault... and a fourth accident... but it still wasn't her fault. Four car wrecks
and she claims that not one time was it her fault.
At some point I have to wonder if my girlfriend is changing
the facts or leaving out some of the details. Four accidents
is lot of accidents. Is my
girlfriend telling the
truth? Some part of me believes she must be fibbing.
No one has four accidents in a
row where they are guiltless! It defies the imagination,
it defies the odds.
Surely my girlfriend has to be responsible in some way.
That is why I have trouble believing you.
You make a convincing argument why you were
blameless with your
first two accidents, but I worry you must be leaving
something out to make yourself look better."
"I see your point,
Victoria. Your logic makes perfect sense.
But just because you say the odds are against me,
I am not going to back down. All four accidents were out of my control.
I did not turn out the lights at the Ritz. A woman shoved me
in the back at Spats. You agree you were perfectly
balanced at the Lighthouse when the fan blade hit
your feet up in the air. As for Foley's, my arm was in
the
right
position just like it was supposed to be. Go ahead, you tell
me why these
accidents were my fault. You and I train together and we have never had
a problem. It is only when we perform that we have a problem.
It makes no sense to me what is going on."
"All
right, Rick,
maybe you are blameless.
But what if you have a Curse?
If you are cursed, then the odds don't matter
anymore. Bad things happen no matter how hard
you try to prevent them. I
hate to talk this way, but I think you are jinxed
somehow. Have you ever wondered if you have
some sort of black cloud hanging over you?
Four consecutive accidents where you claim to have
done nothing wrong makes no rational
sense."
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Victoria
scored a direct hit with her suggestion. I stared
at her feeling dumbfounded. Victoria was the first
person I had ever met who openly believed in Fate just
as much as I
did. These dance accidents were so weird, I had
given up looking for a Realistic explanation.
Now I found that Victoria felt the same way. Since my accidents made no
rational sense, Victoria had looked to the Supernatural for
her explanation.
Guess what?
I agreed with her. Indeed, Victoria's fear
was rubbing off on me. Our most recent accident sowed a seed
of doubt that gnawed like acid at my confidence. I had four straight failures haunting me. Was
Victoria was right or wrong? Who could say.
However, no matter
which way I looked at it, I was having a hard time
maintaining
confidence in my ability as a performer. The thought
that I had a Dance Curse weighed
heavily on my mind. On one level, my rational mind
continued to believe I was blameless in all four
accidents. On another level, I had started to believe
Victoria that I was cursed. We were
scheduled to perform at Annabelle's this
coming Sunday. Victoria begged me not to do it,
but I said we had made a commitment and our students
would expect us to be there.
"Okay,
but do me a favor. Don't lead anything that is
even remotely risky. Let's see if we can have just
one performance where no one gets
hurt."
That was the
night Victoria nearly put a woman in the hospital with
an inadvertent Karate Chop to her throat. That
made it five accidents in a row. Considering the
remote odds, I was reminded of the adage when Fate is
involved, anything is possible. This was too much
for Victoria. She was certain the realm of the
Supernatural was responsible for these accidents.
Now it was not just my curse, it was her curse too.
Frightened by the implications, Victoria believed God had told her to stop performing.
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And what did
I think? I believed a better interpretation of the Dance
Curse was to breaks things off with me and honor her
husband's request to pay more attention to her marriage. I
could see it. Michael could see it. So why
couldn't Victoria see it? From where I stood,
Victoria was both Blind and Cursed.
There was
once a time when
many
people believed in witches, magic spells, love potions, and curses.
Since religious persecution was rampant, people had to watch
what they said.
Suspected witches were
tortured and burned at the stake.
Due to the danger, the safest way to
discuss magical ideas was to pretend they were a joke or
some sort of nonsensical Fairy Tale.
"There
was once a beautiful princess who lived a charmed life.
Then on her sixteenth birthday a terrible Curse befell
her."
Did I really
believe Victoria was the victim of an Evil Spell?
Yes and no.
I could easily see
Victoria as a modern day Sleeping Beauty who lost her
mind on her 30th birthday due to a terrible Curse.
However, not
even I
was superstitious enough to believe a witch had caused
this. On
the other hand, I was willing to believe what people
once thought was a Curse caused by an Evil Spell was
quite possibly a form of Cosmic Blindness.
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I think Evil
Spells became a common feature of Fairy Tales
because no one could understand why seemingly
intelligent people go off the deep end from time to
time.
As the Age of
Science emerged, the Hidden World of Magical Beings was soundly denounced.
Consequently we now scoff at such things as witches and a Hidden World.
People love fairy tales, but no one takes
them seriously. Back in the old days people blamed
uncharacteristic behavior on evil spells.
However, when
someone goes off their rocker these days, we blame it on unconscious Blind Spots.
Personally,
I think the theory of Blind Spots sounds like
something similar to the Tarot. Or Cosmic
Blindness for that matter. It seems to me that sometimes Psychological
Theory comes dangerously
close to sounding like Mysticism.
As J.K. Rowling pointed out, the
Curse of Mankind is our well-known tendency to make
stupid mistakes. But what about Madness?
Has it ever occurred to anyone that
Blind Spots and Mental Illness might not originate from
within? Perhaps it is imposed upon us from beyond by Fate.
Hear me out. Earlier I
told the story of how my fear of rejection kept me
locked in my apartment for nearly a month.
There
were valid Psychological reasons for my problem.
I had just undergone the trauma of being told I was
unsuitable to become a therapist. Which is
another way of saying I was too sick to be of much
help to someone else. I took that
as a shameful condemnation of me as a person, perhaps the
worst rebuke imaginable. In addition, the
woman I loved had cheated on me, then lied about it
for a month. Having hit Rock Bottom on my
return to Houston, I felt incredibly vulnerable.
Given that my self-esteem was shattered nearly
beyond repair, of course I was terrified of taking
even the slightest risk.
Night
after night I remained alone in my apartment trying
without luck to work up the courage to go somewhere
and find a woman to talk to. Despite my woes,
it never crossed my mind there might be a
Supernatural purpose to my suffering. However,
I do recall pleading for a way to get myself going again. One night
I had a surprising idea. Maybe there was a
book that could teach me how to get a conversation
started with a woman I did not know. So I
visited a bookstore. Believe it or not, such a
book existed. It contained one very valuable
suggestion. It said, "The easiest polite way
to get a woman in your arms that you do not know is
ask her to dance."
I was
very attracted to this idea, but there was a major
problem. Based on prior experience, I already
knew that dancing did not come naturally to me.
If I were to commit to this idea, it would require a
long uphill struggle. But what choice did I
have? My back was against the wall and this
suggestion
was my first ray of hope since getting thrown out of
graduate school.
Here is
my point. My mental illness, or 'Phobia'
if you prefer, served a purpose. Under normal
circumstances, if I was not so sick, I could have
found a girlfriend and never had the slightest need
for dance lessons.
Interestingly, the dance
suggestion worked. It took some time, roughly
five years, but through dance I regained my
self-esteem. I also gained a career. For
this reason,
I think it is very possible
that my bout with Phobia
had been imposed
upon me from beyond as a way to lead me to my
Destiny.
If so, was
it possible that Victoria's obsession with me was
imposed from Beyond as part of her Destiny?
She definitely thought so.
"I know too that our relationship has not always been
easy, but I have always felt that our being together was
Destiny. It's like no matter what happens, the
Universe keeps pushing me in your direction and I can't seem
to let go of you."
What if Victoria was
right?
Perhaps Victoria was at the mercy
of the "Caprice of the Fates".
I certainly think so. I firmly believe our tortured relationship was a Fated Event.
In that case, perhaps her weird behavior was imposed from
beyond for a Fated purpose.
I am not saying that
Psychology is wrong. What I am saying is that an atheist
such as Sigmund Freud would have witnessed the same strange
behavior as me and interpreted things from his Material World
point of view. However, sometimes abnormal behavior is so strange, I
imagine Freud would be hard-pressed to find a good
explanation. At a loss for anything better, he invented
the Unconscious. And then I come along, see
the same behavior and interpret it through the lens of Fate.
When Fate is involved, anything is possible. That
very well might include casting an Evil Spell on
Victoria as part of her Fate for this lifetime.
If this is true, who knows, Cosmic
Blindness may very well be "The Unconscious" and "Blind
Spots" by another name.
So which
interpretation of Victoria's struggle is correct? That is for you to decide.
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RICK ARCHER'S LIST OF
SUSPECTED SUPERNATURAL EVENTS
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Serious |
Predestination
Cosmic Blindness |
1979 |
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Doorstep
Night. In a bizarre twist of Fate, Victoria & Rick live together for one
week under the strangest of circumstances. When this turns out to be a
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WHAT HAPPENED AFTER VICTORIA'S U-TURN? |
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Believe it or
not, Victoria's U-Turn is where my Year of Living Dangerously
ends. Considering I am barely hanging on by thread,
call it a 'Cliffhanger'. However, fear not, the
next book awaits you.
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With Disco on
its Death Bed, The SSQQ Western Era tells the
tale of how I latched onto Country-Western dancing as the
only possible way to save my failing dance career. In
addition, I explain how I persuaded Jennifer to give me
another chance while simultaneously dealing with an
increasingly fragile Victoria. If you have enjoyed
Joanne's role in throwing me a lifeline, she plays a very
important role in my next book.
Best of all, I will explain how the
perils of my sordid love life were directly responsible for
the development of the largest dance studio in Houston. It is a wild story, full of drama, scandal, heartbreak,
and... yes... more Supernatural Events. Plus I will
introduce you to the infamous Wizard of Oz.
I promise you
will not be disappointed. In the meantime, thank
you for reading my book.
Rick Archer
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