I’ve got the Loner Archetype bad. Always have. Jung calls an archetype a “primitive mental image inherited from the earliest human ancestors.” …
As far back as I can remember I’ve felt different from others. Everyone does to an extent, I’m sure (ergo this archetype), but for me, it was probably one of the main characteristics of my psychology. When “Kung Fu” came out, I identified with Caine’s solo journey. Lately I’ve been reading Lee Child’s “Jack Reacher” series, about an ex-MP who owns only a disposable set of clothes, a folding toothbrush, and an ATM card. Spends his days traveling the roads via bus and train and getting into adventures.
It’s the “Shane” archetype. The Clint Eastwood’s “Man with No Name” character. It’s that guy who just doesn’t fit in very well and who eventually quits trying.
It’s also about complete and unrestricted freedom. The ability to go where you want – when you want. No discussions. No obligations. No ties that bind. It’s not about fear of commitment, it’s about hatred of commitment. Sounds lonely – and sometimes it is – but it is also remarkably peaceful.
I’ve been fantasizing about pulling a Jack Reacher or a Kwai Chang Caine – but then again, maybe I should grow up, get a job, get married and pop out a few long overdue rug rats.
I don’t wanna grow up – I’m the Toys-R-Us Kid, Pilgrim.