Tuesday, June 5, 2018


take me to your leader!, ha ha ha ha. who, that clown? yeah, he may look like a right nincompoop of the undead, but lemme tell ya, the sick mofo yer laffin' at is a killa! i'm not laffin' i'm cryin'. at some point they begin to sound the same, haha. that haha sound. so.

he must have lost something long ago. something vital to development. his brain became a primitive machine. he became a superpredator. his soul was like a ghost twin he killed in the womb. he's been killin' it ever since. ghosts always come back. the superpredator is always laying ghosts, getting paid, and making more. 

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at the very beginning, in the individual's primitive oral phase, object-cathexis and identification are no doubt indistinguishable from each other. we can only suppose that later on object-cathexes proceed from the id, which feels erotic trends as needs. the ego, which to begin with is still feeble, becomes aware of the object-cathexes, and either acquiesces in them or tries to fend them off by the process of repression.


sigmund freud,
the ego and the super-ego.





 

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