Saturday, 30 August 2008
Who needs the perfect girl or boy?
[Soundtrack]
"We possess, as it seems, a certain amount of capacity for love -what we call libido...directed towards our own ego. Later, though still at a very early time, this libido is diverted from the ego onto objects, which are thus in a sense taken into our ego. If the objects are destroyed or if they are lost to us, our capacity for love (our libido) is once more liberated....But why is it that this detachment of libido from it objects should be such a painful process is a mystery to us....We only see that libido clings to its objects and will not renounce those that are lost....Such then is mourning."
(Freud, On Transience, 1915)
Friday, 29 August 2008
Thursday, 28 August 2008
Tuesday, 26 August 2008
Thursday, 21 August 2008
Tuesday, 19 August 2008
Saturday, 16 August 2008
Wednesday, 13 August 2008
Sunday, 10 August 2008
Friday, 8 August 2008
Bring on the major leagues
[Soundtrack]
"The infant needs to be able to discover his/her capacity to light up the mother's face - for here is to be found the fundamental basis of self-image and self-esteem."
(Casement, p93)
Wednesday, 6 August 2008
Counterfeit vouchers
"Accepting one's personal death means facing a number of other unpalatable truths, each of which has its own force-field of anxiety: that one is finite; that one's life really comes to an end; that the world will persist nonetheless; that one is one of many - no more, no less; that the universe does not acknowledge one's specialness; that all our lives we have carried counterfeit vouchers; and, finally, certain stark immutable dimensions of existence are beyond one's influence. In fact, what one wishes has absolutely nothing to do with it."
(Yalom, p120)
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Labels:
death,
p-disappointment
Tuesday, 5 August 2008
Monday, 4 August 2008
Saturday, 2 August 2008
And I can't help but think, sitting in this tent, that I must above all things hate myself
[Soundtrack]
All the recent chat about vaginas and other passageways has brought to mind a scene from this film; also a passage from a book I'm reading at the moment:
"For the Romans, a porta fenestella was a special opening that allowed Fortune to enter. The Greek poros, which is a passageway for ships but also any passageway, including one through the skin, that is a pore. Poroi are all the passages that allow fluids to flow in and out of the body. A pore, a portal, a doorway, a nick in time, a gap in the screen, a looseness in the weave - these are all opportunities in the ancient sense." (p46)
Labels:
living (inside) the beloved,
p-jim,
p-jules
Friday, 1 August 2008
Men's Toilets, Psychology Faculty, 11:30am
Labels:
i hate men,
self-hatred
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