Friday, 5 December 2008

Can't deal, can't bear

i-hate-you-so-much-right-no
[Soundtrack]

"He [the analyst] must turn his own unconscious like a receptive organ toward the transmitting unconscious of the patient. He must adjust himself to the patient as a telephone receiver is adjusted to the transmitting microphone. Just as the receiver converts back into sound waves the electric oscillations in the telephone line which were set up by the sound waves, so the doctor's unconscious is able, from the derivatives of the unconscious which are communicated to him, to reconstruct that unconscious, which has determined the patient's free associations."

(Freud: 'Recommendations to Physicians Practising Psychoanalysis.' 1912.)

9 comments:

Debra Kay said...

Ewwww, keep your receptive organs to yourself.....

Fern said...

once in awhile it's hard to tell which came first...the soundtrack or the pill

orangefrute88 said...

indeed. i still wanna go dancing with mr. p though. why won't he come play with us, fernsky?

The Body without Organs said...

Did yo man broke yo heart?
yo?


Reading the recommendation while listening to the soundtrack gives me a fuzzy feeling.

Ellis Nadler said...

My therapist has a satellite dish

Prozacgod said...

Totally off subject my friend, but I noticed about a month after I added your URL to my site. You became the first link in the google search results. Obviously google thinks since I reference you, and you don't reference me.. that you're the "parent" site. An interesting side effect of our discourse a few months back. Been keeping up with your blog from time to time, good stuff mate! Always good stuff to ponder on here.

Rrramone said...

I have but one question. How do I get to be a denizen of prosacville??

Jeannette said...

I like that song.

Prozac said...

How does one get to be a denizen.

Well, spelling the name of the website correctly would be a good start, Rrrramone.