Monday 8 February 2010

These things have their own patterns, these things are fathomlessly out of our hands

frontier-psychiatrist

The deal eventually struck was that I'd be allowed to pontificate about Prozacville to Frontier Psychiatrist as long as I made sure to get Prozac back on the couch in the next week or so.

11 comments:

Jacqueline Nicholls said...

so your id's a runaway fairground carousel pink horse...

no idea what that signifies. you're the shrink. with masculinity issues.

jaq

Steve said...

I think you might find Jaq that your Id too is a mad pink mare.

According to Freud: "One might compare the relation of the ego to the id with that between a rider and his horse. The horse provides the locomotor energy, and the rider has the prerogative of determining the goal and of guiding the movements of his powerful mount towards it. But all too often in the relations between the ego and the id we find a picture of the less ideal situation in which the rider is obliged to guide his horse in the direction in which it itself wants to go."

From New Introductory Lectures on Psychoanalysis, 1932.

Jacqueline Nicholls said...

thank you for informing me. every day a new opportunity to expand my (limited) knowledge. it's so great to be your friend.

jaq

Steve said...

Glad to be of service....

Anonymous said...

it's a gold ring, ain't it?

Steve said...

Ah, dear departed JD.

Wouldn't it be great if they find the American equivalent of "À La Recherche Du Temps Perdu" when they open up The Vaults?

Unknown said...

good interview my little pill person

Anonymous said...

Surely <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wgDcoRIachM> this </a>would be a more appropriate soundtrack.

Steve said...

Or even this .

Brilliant! Didn't even know that existed. I should of course have asked you what soundtrack you wanted for your Pville debut, Frontier.

ElizT said...

Great! And managed it all without a dictionary.

Jacqueline Nicholls said...

I am shocked that you don't have the avalanches in your vast music collection... since i left you is magnificent

j