The Way Out Is Through The Door

Here We Have The Paradox, The Potentially Tragic Paradox, That Our Relatedness To Others Is An Essential Aspect Of Our Being, As Is Our Separateness, But Any Particular Person Is Not A Necessary Part Of Our Being.

The Brotherhood Of Man Is Evoked By Particular Men According To Their Circumstances. But It Seldom Extends To All Men. In The Name Of Our Freedom And Our Brotherhood We Are Prepared To Blow Up The Other Half Of Mankind And To Be Blown Up In Our Turn.

Freud Was A Hero. He Descended To The "underworld" And Met There Stark Terrors. He Carried With Him His Theory As A Medusa's Head Which Turned These Terrors To Stone. We Who Follow Freud Have The Benefit Of The Knowledge He Brought Back With Him And Conveyed To Us. He Survived. We Must See Of We Now Can Survive Without Using A Theory That Is In Some Measure An Instrument Of Defence.

We Are Bemused And Crazed Creatures, Strangers To Our True Selves, To One Another, And To The Spiritual And Material World - Mad, Even, From An Ideal Standpoint We Can Glimpse But Not Adopt.

If You Have Passion For What You Do, The Company You Keep, The Life You Live, It Will Be Reflected In Whatever You Create. Passion Is Like That; It Springs Out, Jumps, Unpredictable And Unplanned, Into Everything We Touch. If It Doesn't, Others Know. Passion Can't Be Faked And It Can't Be Manufactured. Which Is Why It Is So Priceless.