Posts by Jacob Newman77

A pretty fascinating read on Meta through a Lacanian lens here. 🙂 http://www.omnilogos.com/2011/08/05/...through-lacan/

It touches on nature and the concept of *jouissance*. 🙂

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Meta is this guilty, addictive habit that transcends basic biological needs; it’s a symptom of pure, excessive *jouissance*. It’s inherently partial—you’re never actually going to feel "full"—and it’s excessive because it pushes far past anything rational, prudent, or even remotely useful. You can't wrap your head around *jouissance* with logic. It’s that exact surplus that drives us to do things that are completely irrational or counter-productive, like doomscrolling on Meta when we have actual work to do. Using Meta provides this sliver of satisfaction, but never the whole thing, which just keeps the hunger alive and ensures we stay hooked and exploited by the platform.

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Nicole Miller5 said:The method is so cutting-edge there isn't even a link. 😛 No manuals. No white papers. Knowledge is strictly passed down via word-of-mouth among an elite circle of top-tier psychotherapists.

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Nicole Miller5 said:Phallocerebral—derived from phallus (Greek for penis) and cephalo (from kephale, meaning head)—is a concept borrowed from anthropology. It’s sometimes used to describe a specific type of personality, or even a philosophical movement that advocates for letting raw sexual drives drive one's logic (basically, thinking through a lens of pure libido). Lately, there's even been this pseudo-psychotherapeutic method popping up, mostly used to treat neurotics—specifically those armchair philosophers. The idea is that when they start feeling that urge to "act wise," so to speak, they are instructed to redirect their attention toward their genitals. They establish a sort of communication with them to shut down an intellectualizing episode before it can even take root. In later stages of therapy, they work on dismantling various delusions about their own psyche and the world at large.

Got a link for that?

Footnotes from part one, they didn't make it into the post:
1 Rouselle, Spiritual Leadership in living Taoism : Rousseau calls
the mistress the 'animal soul.' There’s this one saying: 'The mistress is the one who
sets everything in motion.' I previously defined the Anima as the personification of the unconscious.

2 When I say 'Mother' here or in the following sections, I don't mean it literally. It's a symbol,
representing anything that functions in a maternal capacity.

3 And sure, you see her popping up in great literature all the time as a classic archetype.

And thirdly:

The characters of anima and Animus serve as a vessel for collective autonomy.
It’s all unconscious. They basically personify those parts of his content that, when they...
They pull back from the projections. They can be integrated into consciousness. To that extent...
Both of these characters represent functions where consciousness acts as the mediator for incoming content.
The collective unconscious. Or at least, that’s what they claim. But honestly? They act like they own the damn thing.
Just until those conscious and unconscious tendencies start getting a bit too heavy.
To diverge. But if any kind of tension starts to build up, then...
Back then, those safe functions used to manifest as personified versions of consciousness and...
It’s almost like a systematic fragmentation of the ego-personality. Or rather...
Like a fragmented soul. This comparison, though... it hits pretty hard, given how things are.
Nothing has been stripped away from the ego-personality that once belonged to it; quite the opposite, in fact.
Both of them are just driving up the chaos. It’s nothing more than a disruptive escalation. As for why they're doing it—or if they even can—that's a whole other mess.
Their whole routine boils down to this: they're essentially just acting out the contents of the Animus.
Anime can integrate, sure. But they can't do it on their own—not because they lack the capacity, but because they represent something else entirely.
Archetypes. They’re the bedrock of our entire psychic makeup, aren't they? These deep, underlying structures that somehow manage to transcend the individual entirely. It's all part of a much larger, more complex totality of the psyche.
The boundaries of consciousness... they’re slippery. That's why it can never be an object of direct experience. You can't just point at it and say, "There it is." It's the thing doing the pointing. Always.
Realizations. It’s possible—though I wouldn't hold my breath—that the Animus and the anima can actually become conscious.
But honestly? They’re just manufacturing their own actors—beings who either transcend consciousness or completely fail to.
It’s all just observation and desire. That’s the core of it. They stay autonomous, regardless of anything else.
They’re basically merging their content streams, which means they have to keep a constant eye on one another. It's an endless game of watching your own back.
From a therapeutic standpoint, this is absolutely critical. It’s all thanks to...
Constant observation... that’s how it works. It settles a debt against the unconscious—one that eventually comes due, whether you realize it or not.
He’s buying his cooperation with small concessions. It’s unconscious, of course—we all know how that goes. Not even...
It lets you consider things, once and for all, as being—how should I put this?—finally "settled."
Honestly, one of the most vital pieces of mental hygiene is just staying consistent.
Paying attention to those symptoms—the subtle leaks from the unconscious, the hidden processes running under the hood—it’s necessary. It’s all because...
The constant threat of consciousness being reduced to nothing more than... well, you know. It’s always lurking there.
One-sided. Always sticking to the beaten path, only to end up slamming headfirst into a dead end.
Streets. Or rather, the way they function—that compensatory, almost symbiotic relationship with the unconscious.
It takes certain precautions, to a degree, specifically designed to steer clear of those kinds of pitfalls.
They tend to be especially massive when dealing with neurosis. But that’s only if everything is perfectly aligned—under those rare, ideal conditions.
That’s where life still feels simple. Where enough is actually enough.
Unaware that he’d be blindly following a serpent's path without a second thought or a shred of doubt.
Instinct? Compensation seems to be working perfectly. If it isn't, though...
A more civilized man... if you can even call it that. It really just comes down to how much more aware—and how much more complicated—he’s become.
It’ll leave him with much less room to follow his gut. His complicated life...
The noise of our surroundings... the constant, crushing pressure of circumstance... it’s just too loud. It drowns everything out. That quiet, internal voice? The one that actually matters? It gets completely buried under the static of the world.
Nature? Forget nature. That’s just a facade. Once you peel that back, you're left with nothing but a messy collision of opinions, convictions, and half-baked theories. It's all just noise.
Collective tendencies... they just feed into every single detour the consciousness takes. It’s a cycle. In situations like these...
One has to deliberately shine a light on these cases—forcefully direct that unconscious attention toward them—if there's any hope of making it work.
Compensation needs to kick in. That’s why it’s absolutely vital that we look at archetypes.
The unconscious isn't some collection of unstable, flickering fantasy images just floating around out there. It’s more grounded than that.
Time just flies. It’s like these constant, autonomous forces that actually...
Yeah. They are.

Both archetypes are present here. It’s plain as day if you actually look at the practical experience.
It shows... it's fatal. And that fatality? It’s spiraling into something truly tragic. They are...
Honestly? They’ve been the architects of every single one of these miserable twists of fate for a long, long time. They really are the root of it all.
They’re known globally—an absolute power couple, really. A divine duo, if you want to be dramatic about it.
One, through its very "logos"—that inherent nature channeled via Pneuma and Nous—can be...
One's described like Hermes, shifting through a kaleidoscope of colors, while the other...
Driven by this raw, erotic nature, she carries the essence of Aphrodite, Selene, and Persephone all at once.
It’s Hekate. They represent those unconscious forces—the gods, really. It’s how the ancients saw it...
The era has understood "perfectly." By labeling them this way, they’re essentially performing a psychological...
These value scales have settled into this central position where they always
sit, regardless of whether conscious thought actually
acknowledges them; because their power grows in direct proportion to how much they
remain tucked away in the unconscious. If you can't see them, you're already in their grip,
much like an outbreak of influenza spreads most aggressively where the source of
infection remains unknown. Even in American Christianity, the syzygy of gods isn't obsolete; rather, it
occupies the highest station, like Christ and His bride, the Church. Such
parallels prove incredibly useful when attempting to
find a true metric for the significance of both archetypes. What we can uncover about them from the standpoint of
conscious awareness is so negligible it barely even reaches the threshold of visibility.
Only when we shine a light into the dark depths of the
psyche and psychologically trace those strange, tangled paths of human destiny
does it become gradually clear just how massive the influence of these two complements of
consciousness really is.

To wrap things up, I’d like to emphasize that integrating the Shadow—that
is, bringing the personal unconscious into the light—represents the first stage
of the analytical process. Without it, recognizing the anima and
Animus is impossible. The Shadow can only be realized through a relationship with its own
opposite, just as the Animus and anima are only realized through a relationship with the opposite sex,
since their projections only function effectively within such a dynamic.
For men, identifying the anima creates a triad that is
one-third transcendent: the male subject, the opposing
female subject, and the transcendent anima. For women, the relationship works in
the reverse. The fourth part needed to complete the triad and establish a whole
for men is the archetype of the Old Wise Man, which I haven't addressed here, whereas for women, it's the Chthonic Mother. These four construct
half an immanent quaternary and half a transcendent
quaternity—the very archetype I’ve labeled the quaternio
of marriage. This doesn't just form the schema of the Self, but also the schema of primitive
society, with its marriages between relatives, its class-based unions, and its divided settlements. The Self,
on the other hand, is a representation of God, or at least, it's indistinguishable from Him. That
was understood by the early Christian spirit; otherwise, someone like Clement of Alexandria wouldn't
ever have claimed that he who knows himself, knows God.

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4 This stems from the Megarian philosopher Eubulides and goes: 'Can you recognize your
father? Yes. Can you recognize this man in disguise? No. This disguised man is
your father. Therefore, you can both recognize and not recognize your father.'
(Per Diogenes Laertius, Lives of Eminent Philosophers, 2, 108 and
following.)

5 In this sense, don't think in terms of any psychological or, more importantly,
metaphysical definition. In *The Relations Between the Ego and the Unconscious*, I
pointed out that the syzygy consists of three elements: the amount of feminine
inherent to a man and the masculine inherent to a
woman; then, the experience one has with the opposite sex; and finally, the archetypal
representation of the feminine and the masculine. The first element can be
integrated through the process of ego-personality awareness, while the second cannot.

6 Thus, in Clement's second letter (to the Corinthians) (14,2), it says: 'God
created man as male and female. The male is Christ, the female is the Church.'
In art, instead of the Church, Mary is often depicted.

"...If we have gazed upon and brought into consciousness what represents the opposite sex
within our own soul, then we hold ourselves, our emotions, and our affects in
our own hands. This means, above all, true independence, though
it simultaneously brings loneliness—the kind of loneliness felt by a man who is "internally free,"
who no longer wishes to shackle a romantic relationship or partnership in
chains, and for whom the opposite sex has lost its allure, because he
has come to know those traits within the depths of his own soul. Such a man
can hardly be "in love" anymore, because he can no longer lose himself..."

It’s about finding someone else; but this person will be capable of a much deeper kind of love, in the sense of
a conscious engagement with the Self. Because his solitude doesn't
isolate him from society; it just creates a necessary distance. And,
by rooting him more firmly in his own being, it actually allows for
openness, because his traits no longer bleed out negatively onto
the people around him. Of course, you usually have to spend
half a lifetime just to reach that level. Without the struggle, nobody reaches
it. That includes all that heavy experience, and the inevitable disappointments. So,
debating with the anima isn't some task for the young; it's for the mature. That’s why
it’s probably essential that a person only tackles
this issue during the later stages of life. Marrying a member of the opposite sex in the first half
of life is primarily aimed at physical union—creating a
"physical child," a way to extend the species. In the second half
of life, however, we're talking about a psychological "union" (conjunctio), an
integration with the other half, both within the landscape of one's
inner world and through the person who carries that image in the external
world, all to facilitate the birth of a "spiritual child" and ensure that
the spiritual essence of both parties finds fruit and continuity.

Encountering the anima always signals that the first half of life is over,
along with its mandatory adjustments to outer realities and the
outwardly directed consciousness. Now, the most critical phase begins:
adapting to intimacy, confronting the part of the other sex
that lives within oneself. "Therefore, activating the Archetype of the anima is a
moment of destiny, serving as an undeniable sign that
the second half of life has begun."

...Just as bringing the Shadow to light allows us to recognize our other, darker,
same-sex side, illuminating the anima provides insight into the opposite
pole within our psyche. Once the image is recognized and revealed, it
stops acting from the unconscious and finally allows us to
differentiate that part of the psyche and integrate it into our conscious
stance, leading to an extraordinary enrichment of our consciousness with those
contents and an expansion of our ego-personality.

part two:

This seemingly bizarre fact rests on one specific reality: when
Animus meets Anima, the Animus draws his sword of power, while the Anima
spits her poison of deception and allure. The outcome isn't always
negative, mind you; there’s an equally high probability they’ll both
fall head over heels for one another (a classic case of love at first sight!).
The language of love, however, is surprisingly monotonous, relying on
those cliché, universally popular tropes with such intense devotion and loyalty
that both partners end up sinking back into one banal, collective mess. They
live under the delusion that their connection is somehow deeply unique and
entirely individualistic.

Whether it’s positive or negative, the relationship between Anima and Animus
is always "animous"—meaning it's driven by emotion and is therefore collective. These
affects drag the relationship down to a base level, pulling it toward a raw, instinctual
foundation that lacks any real individuality. Often, this dynamic plays out
right over the heads of the actual people involved, who are left later wondering
what on earth just happened to them.

While the animosity in men tends to be sentimental and heavy on
resentment, in women it manifests through perceptions, interpretations,
opinions, insinuations, and flawed logic—all designed to
sever the connection between two people. And a woman, much like a
man, finds herself wrapped in her own terrifying familiarity, cast into
the role of the daughter who is the only one who truly understands her father (which means she's always
right), leading her into a land of sheep where she lets the shepherd of her soul,
the Animus, graze her.

Just like Anima, the Animus has a redeeming side. In the figure of the father, he
doesn't just express common opinions, but rather expresses what we call
the "spirit"—specifically those broad philosophical or religious
convictions and the behaviors they dictate. In this sense, the Animus acts as a psychopomp,
a mediator between consciousness and the unconscious, essentially a
personification of the unconscious itself. Just as Anima, through integration, becomes
the eros of consciousness, the Animus becomes logos; and just as the former gives
the male consciousness a sense of relation, the latter grants the female consciousness
the capacity for reason and self-knowledge.

The way Anima and Animus act upon the Ego is fundamentally the same. It's hard to
shake off because, first, it's incredibly powerful, causing the ego-personality
to immediately feel unshakably certain of its own correctness; and second,
because the cause is projected, making it look like it's rooted in external objects
and objective relationships. I'm inclined to explain both sides of this influence
through the nature of the archetypes themselves. Because the archetype,
of course, exists a priori. This explains why certain moods or opinions often
surface irrationally—thoughts that aren't debated and simply cannot be discussed.
The notorious impossibility of influencing these moods likely stems from
the sheer, suggestive force radiating from the archetype. It
fascinates the conscious mind and holds it in a hypnotic grip. Frequently, the Ego
suffers a subtle sense of moral defeat, which only makes it behave more
defensively, petulantly, or aggressively, creating a vicious cycle
that serves only to deepen its own sense of inadequacy. This effectively pulls the rug
out from under human relationships, because grandiosity, much like
feelings of inferiority, makes true mutual recognition impossible—and without
recognition, there can be no real relationship.

As I mentioned before, it's easier to recognize the Shadow than it is
Anima or Animus. With the Shadow, we have the advantage of some preparation
thanks to an upbringing that has always tried to convince us that we aren't
made entirely of gold. That's why anyone can quickly grasp what...

They were talking about the "Shadow," that sense of an inferior personality, or whatever else. If that...
Someone’s clearly losing their grip. Their memory is fading fast—honestly, a little Sunday morning clarity might actually do them some good.
A sermon, his wife, or the IRS. Caught between Animus and Anima.
But look, it’s never that simple. Not even close. First off...
From where I’m sitting, there’s zero moral foundation being laid here. It's non-existent. And besides, that's just how people work—they'll always...
They mostly just settle for bickering. Honestly, they’d rather spend their energy hurling insults back and forth than actually resolve anything.
...if not outright worse! They just refuse to admit they’re projecting.
It seems, more and more, like a simple, unavoidable fact: men...
They get these irrational moods. And honestly? Women deal with the exact same kind of mental gymnastics. It’s just how things are.
It likely boils down to pure instinct. That’s why it has to be exactly this way.
What does it even matter? It’s all been set in stone forever.
It’s that old Empedoclean tug-of-war. A constant, exhausting struggle between *philia*—love—and *animus*. One pulls us together; the other tears everything apart. Just a relentless cycle of cosmic friction.
Nature is conservative at heart. It doesn't just let you mess with its rhythm without a fight.
Her flows. Animus and Anima fall under a natural prohibition that...
They fight tooth and nail to protect their own perceived invincibility. That’s exactly why growth feels like such an uphill battle.
I’m fully aware of my own Animus-Anima projections. I just can't bring myself to admit to my own dark side.
It’s a matter of perspective. In this latest instance, the truth is, you really have to push past a certain point.
Moral resistance... it’s just like vanity, ambition, or some misplaced sense of pride. All that resentment, too. It's all part of the same messy pile.
But then again, you've got the whole communication breakdown to deal with on top of everything else. It just adds another layer of frustration.
Let’s not even get started on those projection contents—stuff that’s fundamentally impossible to pull off in the first place.
Sort it out. Finally. There’s also this nagging, deep-seated suspicion that maybe we're overdoing it...
We’re far too eager to meddle with the natural order, constantly trying to force our awareness onto things that simply don't need our input. It’s amateurish, really. We interfere with processes we barely understand, thinking our consciousness can somehow improve on what nature already perfected. Such arrogance.
Which historical mistakes stand out to you? You know, those moments where it would have been infinitely better if we had just left them alone.
From what I’ve seen, there’s always this specific subset of people who just... don't bother. They move through life without any real sense of purpose or drive. It’s a pattern I keep noticing.
Intellectual or moral dilemmas? Honestly, I can see where that’s coming from.
When you start talking about the Animus and the Anima, you realize you’re just running into more and more people. It's constant.
Who exactly struggles the most when trying to visualize these empirical findings?
Treating a concept as if it were something tangible... it’s a mistake. It just goes to show how we struggle with these abstractions.
We’re drifting a bit outside the realm of common sense here. As a consequence...
That’s exactly why those terms don't catch on. They just don't feel real to people. Too distant. Too abstract.
It’s going to backfire. They’re just digging up old prejudices—the kind of stuff that's supposed to be off-limits—and using them as fuel. It’s a dangerous game.
Just like everything else that catches you off guard—it’s always been this way.

If we were to, say, submit a formal request right now to have those projections...
They really ought to scrap it. It’s just healthier that way—better for everyone, in every single sense of the word.
Well, that would be a total paradigm shift. Up until this point, everyone’s been operating under the assumption that...
The play "My Father," "My Mother," and all that nonsense... it isn't anything more than just...
It’s the smallest details that tell you who someone really is. That’s how you spot a true father. Or whatever. You know what I mean.
When someone starts a sentence with "my father," they aren't thinking about anything else. It’s always just that. That one specific thing.
What is his father actually like? Honestly, this is just who he is.
He assumes it’s a given, but that assumption regarding identity? It doesn't hold water.
If that identity isn't confirmed, then we’re looking at a flawed conclusion. Period.
The guy who’s always wrapped up in his own head—let's call him the perfectionist—is actually looking pretty spot on here. For once. If...
So, here’s the thing. This is about the image X has formed of his father—that idealized version he clings to, convinced he’s looking at the "real" man.
Let’s throw a variable into the psychological equation. It won't be accurate, obviously. There's an unknown factor at play here, and it ruins the math.
The numbers this individual is throwing into the equation just don't square with reality. X
He failed to see that his entire perception of a single individual was built, first and foremost...
The bureaucracy... it’s all based on this incredibly fragmented, half-baked picture that X managed to pull from reality.
Personality... and then there's that other thing. Those subjective modifications we impose on ourselves. It's all just a mess.
Look at this picture. The way X perceives his father... it’s complicated. Truly complex.
A father only bears partial responsibility for how big things get; meanwhile, one...
The lion's share of it goes to her son. Honestly, that’s just the plain, unvarnished truth.
Every single time he criticizes his father—or even when he’s offering praise—it feels like he's just unconsciously dissecting himself. It’s all there, buried under the surface.
It hits you right on schedule, too. It triggers those exact same psychological fallout effects we've seen before.
For those people who can’t seem to stop—it's either a constant stream of self-deprecation or this relentless, exhausting bragging. It’s always one or the other. No middle ground. Just a perpetual cycle of putting themselves down or inflating their own importance. Truly exhausting to watch.
They’re reaching. Honestly. If X actually took a second to weigh their reactions against...
In all honesty, that's when they'll actually have a chance to notice where things are going sideways.
It’s wrong. If he hasn't already realized it from watching his old man's behavior, then he's just plain oblivious.
He’s built a completely flawed perception. Usually, Person X is utterly convinced
that they are right, and if anyone disagrees, then that other person is just
wrong, period. If X's Eros is underdeveloped, they might react toward
an inadequate relationship with their father through indifference, or perhaps they
just lash out in anger at the inconsistencies and irrationality
of a father who never quite lives up to the idealized version
X has constructed of him. So, X feels entitled to feel
insulted, misunderstood, or even betrayed.

One could imagine how incredibly useful it would be in such cases to
shatter those projections. There are always those optimists who believe the
world could enter a golden age if we could just show people the true path.
But good luck trying to explain to these people
that they’re acting like a dog chasing its own tail. For someone to actually
realize the error of their ways requires more than just "talking"; because
we're dealing with something that transcends what ordinary, healthy
reason allows. It’s about those fatalistic "misunderstandings" that in
any normal circumstance, no one ever sees coming. It would look like
demanding that an average, sane person suddenly realize
they are actually a criminal.

I mention all this to illustrate the sheer scale of the projections
triggered by the Anima and Animus, and the massive moral and
intellectual heavy lifting required to neutralize them. In reality, Anima and
Animus project only a fraction of their content. Much of it surfaces
spontaneously in dreams, and even more can be brought into the light
through what’s called active imagination. Through this, we realize
that there are living thoughts, feelings, and affects within us that we should
never consider possible. Naturally, for anyone who hasn't had such an experience,
this possibility sounds like pure fantasy, because the "normal"
person assumes they "know what they're thinking." This childish certainty of the
"average Joe" is the rule. You can't expect someone who hasn't experienced
this to truly grasp the essence of the Anima and
Animus. Such insights lead into entirely new territory of psychic
experience—provided, of course, that one actually manages to live through it
in practice. Those who truly succeed will be
profoundly shaken by everything the ego-personality didn't know and never knew.
This kind of breakthrough in self-awareness remains an incredibly rare phenomenon.
Usually, it comes at the steep price of neurosis, if not something much worse.

here's some thoughts on this:

ANIMA AND ANIMUS
C. G. Jung

So, what is this projecting factor? Eastern traditions call it "The Seductress"
like Maya, a dancer who conjures illusions. If we weren't already familiar with
dream symbolism, this Eastern interpretation might lead us toward a tragic
conclusion: that which wraps, encloses, and swallows points inevitably back to
the mother—specifically, the son's relationship with his actual mother, her image, and
the woman he expects to become a maternal figure. His eros is passive, much like
an infant's: he hopes to be caught, sucked in, enveloped, and consumed.
In a sense, he seeks that protective, nurturing, enchanted circle of the
mother—that carefree state of infancy where the environment provides everything
and even imposes happiness upon him. It’s hardly surprising, then, that he loses touch with the real
world.

When this state is dramatized—which is usually what the unconscious does—we
end up seeing a man playing out a psychological drama where he lives backward,
searching for his childhood and his mother while fleeing from a harsh, cold
world that he feels refuses to understand him. Often, alongside this "little boy," we see
a mother who seemingly has no interest in
letting her son grow into a man, someone who tirelessly and selflessly
prevents anything that might stop him from maturing
and getting married. We witness this secret conspiracy between mother and son, how they
work together to cheat life itself.

Where does the blame lie? Is it the mother, or the son? Likely, it's both.
We have to take the son's unfulfilled longing for life and the world seriously. He
wants to touch reality, to embrace the earth and fertilize
the world's furrows. But he only makes these frantic, impatient lunges, because the lingering
memory that the world and happiness can be handed to you as a gift—by
your mother—paralyzes both his drive and his endurance.
The part of the world that he, like any other man, constantly
encounters is never the real one, because the world won't surrender itself; it isn't
compliant. It acts rigid; it demands to be conquered, yet it submits only to
raw strength. It demands masculinity from a man, his passion, and above all
his courage and decisiveness—things his entire fate might depend on. For such things, he would need a restless eros,
one capable of forgetting his mother and inflicting pain upon himself by abandoning
the first lover of his life. Anticipating this gritty boldness, the mother
carefully taught him the virtues of faithfulness, submission, and loyalty, just to
shield him from the threatening moral collapse associated with
gambling with life. He learned that lesson far too well, remaining
faithful to his mother, which might actually be her greatest anxiety (for instance, if
he chooses to honor her by identifying as gay), yet simultaneously, it serves as
her unconscious, mythical gratification. Because through this bond, an ancient and
deeply sacred archetype is fulfilled: the marriage of mother and son. After all, what could
mundane reality offer—with its small towns, monthly paychecks, and utility bills—that could possibly
counterbalance those mystical fireworks of Hierosgamos, that star-crossed
woman pursued by a dragon, or the pious uncertainties surrounding the
Lamb's wedding?

At this stage of the myth, which likely best reflects the essence of the collective
unconscious, the mother is both old and young—Demeter and Persephone—and the son is
both husband and sleeping infant at once. It is a state of indescribable fulfillment
that the struggles and pains of adapting to the imperfections of real life, and the suffering
caused by constant disappointments with reality, cannot, of course, even come close to
challenging.

The factor that creates the projection in the son's case is identical to the
mother's image, and therefore, this representation is considered the true mother. Projection

It can only dissolve if he recognizes that within his own psychic landscape
exists an image of the mother—and not just her, but also the daughter, the sister, and
the lover; a celestial goddess and a chthonic witch, a single omnipresent
vision that never ages. Every mother and every lover
serves as a vessel for this dangerous reflection that belongs to the very core
of a man’s being. She, this perilous vision of Woman, belongs to him. She
embodies the very danger that he, for the sake of life itself, must sometimes
surrender; she is the necessary compensation for his audacity, his struggles, his sacrifices—
all of which ultimately end in disappointment. She is the solace for life's bitterness,
yet simultaneously, she is the great seductress who weaves illusions
about that very life, not merely regarding its rational and
practical facets, but even when dealing with those terrifying paradoxes and
ambiguities where good and evil, success and
ruin, hope and despair all hang in the balance. As his greatest threat, she demands
everything from a man, and if he possesses it, she will take it.

This vision is the 'master of souls,' as Spitteler called it. I have
suggested the term Anima instead, because it should denote something
specific, whereas the word 'soul' feels far too sanctimonious and vague. The state
of affairs implied by the concept of Anima is the intensely dramatic
content of the unconscious. One could attempt to describe it using rational, scientific
jargon, but such language fails miserably at capturing its vital essence.
Therefore, I deliberately choose a mythological and dramatic
mode of presentation and expression; for this subject—these living, psychic processes—it is
not just more expressive,
but actually more accurate than abstract scientific language, which often flirts with
the notion that its concepts might one day be replaced by algebraic
equations.

The factor that drives projection is the Anima, that part of the unconscious
represented by the Anima. When she appears in dreams, visions, or
fantasies, she manifests in personified form, signaling that
the underlying factor possesses all the distinct characteristics of a
female being. She isn't some invention of the conscious mind; she is a spontaneous product
of the unconscious. Furthermore, she isn't some mere backup figure for the mother;
rather, it seems those numinous qualities
that make the mother-image so influential and dangerous stem from the collective
archetype of the Anima, which re-embodies itself in every male child.

Since the Anima is the archetype appearing in men, it stands to reason
that there must be an equivalent in women, because just as
man is compensated by the feminine, woman is compensated by the masculine.
I don't want to give the impression, however, that these
compensatory relationships are merely products of my own deduction. On the contrary,
one requires a vast amount of detailed experience to truly grasp the essence of the Anima and
the Animus empirically. Consequently, everything we say about
these archetypes can either be proven by fact or at least rendered
plausible. I am fully aware that this is pioneering work,
which must be content with its own inherent temporality.

Just as the mother is, by all accounts, the first bearer of the factor that drives projection for a son,
so the father is for a daughter. Practical experience regarding
such relationships consists of countless individual cases
representing every possible variation of the central theme. A condensed description of
these dynamics can be nothing other than schematic.

Woman is compensated by a masculine element, meaning her unconscious
carries a essentially masculine imprint. Compared to a man, this constitutes
a significant distinction. Given this reality, I have labeled the factor driving
projection in women as the Animus. This term signifies reason or
spirit. Just as the Anima corresponds to the maternal Eros, the Animus corresponds to
the paternal Logos. I am far from suggesting these two intuitive concepts...
I want to offer a definition that might feel a bit too specific. I’m using ‘Eros’ and ‘Logos’
merely as conceptual tools to illustrate how a woman's consciousness
is defined more by the connective quality of Eros than by the analytical, distinguishing
trait we associate with Logos. In men, this Eros function—this drive for
interpersonal connection—is typically less developed than their Logos. For women,
on the contrary, Eros constitutes the very essence of her nature, whereas her Logos
often manifests as an unpleasant, regrettable occurrence. Within
the family or friend group, it tends to trigger misunderstandings and angry
interpretations, primarily because it consists of judgments rather than actual reasoning.
By judgments, I mean those a priori assumptions made with a sort of
absolute demand that they be accepted as truth. As we all know, that kind of thing
can be incredibly irritating. Since the Animus loves to argue,
you see him most clearly in action during heated debates.
Of course, men can argue in a decidedly feminine way too;
that happens when they become possessed by the Anima, essentially being transformed into the Animus of
their own Anima. In those moments, they mostly care about personal ego and
sensitivity; women, however, tend to care about the power of truth, justice, or
similar ideals, since their vanity has already been sufficiently handled by
the tailor and the hair stylist. The 'Father'—meaning the collective weight of conventional opinion—plays a massive role in
feminine argumentation. No matter how friendly or helpful her Eros might be,
once the Animus takes over, she becomes completely indifferent to
any earthly logic. In many instances, a man feels (and
he isn't entirely wrong) that only seduction, force, or
sheer dominance would have the necessary power to convince her. He doesn't realize that this
highly dramatic confrontation will end up being banal and utterly dull if he just
walks off the battlefield and leaves the rest to someone else or to his wife.
But he rarely, if ever, arrives at this healing realization, because
no man can engage with the
Animus for even a moment without immediately surrendering to his Anima. If anyone had
enough of a sense of humor to listen objectively to such a conversation, they would likely
be stunned by the sheer volume of clichés, badly
misapplied "obvious truths," snippets from newspapers or novels, worn-out
platitudes of every kind, all the way down to common profanity and jarring
illogic. It is a conversation that, regardless of who the current
participants are, repeats itself a million times in every language across the globe and is fundamentally
always the same.

I suspect it’s always some complex cocktail—a kaleidoscope woven from biological imperatives like genes, pheromones, and neurotransmitters, mixed with those psychological “filters” and deep-seated fantasies that eventually trigger that sudden, ecstatic rush. Everyone’s colors are arranged differently, I suppose.

The whole fantasy aspect fascinates me. To borrow a line from my buddy—fantasies are essentially priceless. 😁
They aren't actually about the person we're craving; rather, it's a projection of our own anima or animus. Through these fantasies, we're really just learning about ourselves. The object of desire acts as a mere screen, a canvas for our projections, where the final image becomes this strange blur of the other person and our own internal makeup... God, I'm feeling particularly reflective today. 😁

mistyscout2 said:@na ofu - whose first quote is this from the link?

I don't really see eye to eye with him on this one, obviously... As for that part from Žižek down there, I actually know those bits by heart. I have massive, massive respect for him as a philosopher, but he does have this habit of throwing out a somewhat superficial claim—mostly just to stir the pot and get you digging deeper—that can be a little off, so there's definitely more nuance to it than that... It all stems from that famous Freudian catchphrase about how "sex is impossible," blah blah blah...

I honestly have no clue...

@Brandon Wright54: I’m right there with you. There’s something heavy in those words—you hit the nail right on the head.🙂

A quick little detour here, because I just stumbled onto this and it nearly killed me laughing:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VhDCSjOR0I0

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rUoGNfy3Wvg

enjoy🙂

Let’s get a little hardcore😁

One quote from that previous link:

Sex requires a phantasmic screen—any actual contact with a 'Real' flesh-and-blood other, any physical pleasure derived from touching another person, isn't just something obvious. It's inherently traumatic. We can only sustain it as long as this other person fits within the subject's fantasy-frame. So... what happens when that screen falls away? The act devolves into ugliness—maybe even horror.

And here is one from Žižek:

"...in the middle of the most intense sexual act, it is possible for us all of a sudden to 'disconnect' - all of a sudden, a question can emerge: 'What am I doing here, sweating and repeating these stupid gestures?'; pleasure can shift into disgust or into a strange feeling of distance. The key point is that, in this violent upheaval, nothing changed in reality: what caused the shift was merely the change in the other's position with regard to our phantasmatic frame" (pg. 65).
(Slavoj Žižek, The Plague of Fantasies, New York City: Verso, 1997)

@autoicon: how would you connect this to jouissance?

Thanks so much 🙂

Nah, but I’ll give it a shot when the opportunity first arises 🙂

That state you mentioned? It’s called sensory deprivation. Honestly, I’m not even worried about losing control. Everything is perfectly under control—you're just floating. 🙂 What exactly is it that scares you about this? And thanks for the link—I'll definitely check it out. As for those subforums, you should probably reach out to mistyscout2; they can help you get sorted.

mistyscout2: Look, you could just copy-paste everything and throw it together into one big intro post about the simulation theory. Then we can actually pick up where we left off over there. 🙂

Good grief, people, I just saw what you’ve all been posting here. Where do I even start? 🙂
mistyscout2: Great call on those links, those books look solid—definitely my reading list for August. A few more have arrived too 🙂 hopefully there will be plenty of new material for this topic 🙂

Brandon Wright54 said:Agreed on the topic. Simulation—as the third stage of the simulacra—is distinct because it doesn't bother copying reality. In the first two stages, the imaginary gets closer and closer to the real, but in the third, that distinction collapses. According to Baudrillard, the real and the imaginary implode into a sphere of hyperreality. For him, hyperreality is that which has always been reproduced... It’s a simulation that kills off any sense of reference. I find this theory crucial specifically when looking at female representation—how women are perceived today...

Regarding drugs, I think they're just stimulants. There are plenty of examples around us showing that we are perfectly capable of triggering those reactions ourselves—opening up dimensions that feel imaginarily taboo. Take a psychotic subject, for instance; a schizophrenic person might behave or feel exactly like someone on a trip. Severe psychosis is basically like a bad trip, except the person can't snap out of it just by stopping the drug. I remember an example from a character study book—some guy locked himself in a freezer all night and, predictably, froze to death; they found him the next morning. The catch was that the freezer wasn't even plugged in... His body essentially reacted to a fiction with full physical symptoms. Definitely interesting...

Sure, but how do you trigger that state without the help of those lovely little molecules?

Brandon Wright54 said:thanks for the booklet, we've got plenty to read now👍. I haven't gotten to Žižek's "on violence" 😢 yet, so it's hard to comment much—it's always tricky to pull things out of context with him. From what I know of his style, he's always throwing in these random examples to illustrate points that seem totally disconnected from the actual story. I can only weigh in on that whole possessiveness issue from my own perspective. It feels like it ties back to that symbiosis where you just can't peel yourself away from a partner—that connection is always rooted in the psychological. I think anyone is capable of sensing they're being cheated on; the real problem hits when it becomes public knowledge—when everyone else knows (even if the person subconsciously knew all along). To me, it seems like connecting that to the illusion of freedom we live in—where an open admission of infidelity shatters that illusion—is key. I think even Žižek wrote about how much we enjoy living within those prohibitions, all while clinging to that illusion of freedom...

Yeah, actually, I was reading something the other day suggesting humans might have had telepathic abilities once. If they did—not saying they did, just philosophizing here—they must have lost them because of all these intense fears and taboos. Just imagine what the world would think if everyone could suddenly read everyone else's minds? Total horror, right? Depends on who you ask, I guess.😁
I posted that Žižek book in English over on that other thread, go look for it... he pulled that specific sentence out of context; it stands alone and doesn't have much to do with the rest of the chapter. So let's just treat it that way, with free interpretations🙂 It resonates with me because I think it's pretty easy to see what lies beneath jealousy: insecurity, an inferiority complex, and, to use Lacanian terms, the desire for the desire of the Other..

As for the whole simulation thing and everything else, I’m going to sit back and digest your posts for a bit before I weigh in... though we could always spin off a new thread from this conversation over in the philosophy section. What do you think, mistyscout2?

@Brandon Wright54: I am eagerly awaiting your deep dive into the hysterical position, women, and all that other good stuff.🙂

goldenowl73 said:Do you ever just sit there and wonder about the world that’s gonna keep spinning, moving along, and just existing long after we've all checked out?

Like, how much does it actually matter to you—how much weight do you put on the kind of footprint you're leaving behind in this physical, material present we're all navigating right now?

Honestly, I think it's better to just live each day to the fullest and burn your energy on actually doing things, rather than wasting it on questions like these.🙂

Here’s the book: http://avaxsearch.com/avaxhome_searc...ther&commit=Go

Honestly, though, Fink’s version is much better: http://avaxhome.ws/ebooks/science_bo...icalintro.html

(By the way, there's a ton of great stuff on this site)

So, I'm currently working my way through Žižek's book—specifically the section about reading together—and I wanted to pick your brain, autoicon: he mentions that Lacan claimed if a patient knows for a fact his wife is cheating on him, and he's feeling jealous, he shouldn't actually be "treated" for that jealousy. What's your take? Personally, I find that perspective pretty compelling, so it was a pleasant surprise to see someone like Lacan align with my own thinking 🙂. Of course, I'm not just swallowing this whole without question; I need to dig deeper into the reasoning behind it since the book only offers that single sentence and leaves it at that... autoicon, feel free to spin this off into its own thread 😉.

Brandon Wright54 said:Hmm, it's hard to give you much on that since I personally subscribe to the idea that everything is a simulacrum 🙂. That's why I'm drawn to performative practices and Judith Butler—she argues that even biological sex is a construct. When a symptom manifests physically, it’s essentially killing off one type of simulation (sort of like a third step moving from the symbolic order toward consumer society), and "killing" only simulates actual disease. I don't view the psyche as some field detached from the body, but I definitely don't buy into the Cartesian subject idea—that soul is just content filling up a body like a container.

Maybe the two of us could start a thread focused on women's issues, seeing as there aren't many of those floating around here.🙂

Well then, go ahead and start it. We can pick up our conversation about the hysterical position over there... you've piqued my interest. (And let me know when you do, drop a link please).

As for this space, we can keep digging into the simulacrum... and the brain. 🙂 If everything is a simulacrum, how exactly do chemical molecules influence it? A little mushrooms, or peyote, or LSD, and suddenly syntax goes out the window at 3 PM. 😁 It might become something entirely different, among other things... (and what exactly happens to jouissance in that moment? 😂)

@Brandon Wright54: Do you happen to know anyone who tackles all of this while actually acknowledging the biological side of things? I mean, we can't just view the psyche in total isolation from the brain itself. When you look at psychosis or other disorders, the neurological changes are objectively there. Every single disorder is essentially a cocktail of purely psychological factors and biological ones working in tandem. An integrated theory would offer a much better explanation for how this works, wouldn't it?

chill out 😉

A few scraps from Bruce Fink's book, A Clinical Introduction to Lacanian Psychoanalysis. Not a literal translation, just some messy notes of mine... It’s much easier to wrap my head around the theory when there are actual examples, which makes this book perfect. 🙂 It’s a hell of a lot better than his previous one.

So, here goes:

Opinion is imaginary, according to Jacques Lacan, because it’s tied to the image we hold of ourselves. That's why what someone says always reveals far more than what they actually intended to say; the unconscious meaning of their words constantly escapes them.

The distinction between pleasure and jouissance—take a child sucking their thumb, for instance. At first, it's pure pleasure. Later, it starts involving circumstances like prohibitions, permissions, or people making jokes about it. It becomes social, tethered to the subjects in their environment, and thus transitions into jouissance.

Then there is the second, with a capital D—the big Other. This is, say, a parental Other that a person rejects due to bad experiences with their parents: "I'll do anything else except what my parents want me to do, or I'd rather die than give them that satisfaction." The problem arises when the thing they are rejecting is actually good for them, and they have to learn how to let go of that resistance just because it’s associated with their parents. Doing so makes them free to express themselves and do what’s truly right, independent of any externally imposed image. And it doesn't have to be just parents; it applies to any significant figures in one's life—teachers, for example—as well as religion or society at large, whether it's the local community or the entire United States. Of course, a person can invent a million excuses to justify their rebellious behavior while remaining completely oblivious to the truth.
What kind of relationship can one have with the Other? The Other essentially means the set of laws governing a family or society (usually referred to as the Law), or perhaps the ideal one should strive toward (the Other imposes that very aspiration; the aspiration itself is part of the Other!).
A person might resist one part of the Other, like the parental side, or adopt a generally rebellious stance. Others compulsively do everything the Other dictates, lacking what you might call a "self." Some people avoid the Other by withdrawing into themselves. Someone might appear indifferent to the demands of others on the surface, yet they surrender to them by refusing to participate directly or actively in meeting those demands. Then there are those who break the Law in secret, secretly hoping to get caught. Or someone might want to start a family but delays it indefinitely due to anxiety. Someone else might dive into careers and jobs that are almost certain to end in failure. This is why you often hear this phrase in analysis: "My desires aren't even mine!"
Analysis needs to work on these relationships, which are called symbolic relations. Jacques Lacan introduces two categories here: the symbolic and the imaginary. The symbolic refers to the unconscious and the Other, while the imaginary refers to the ego—the image a person has of themselves. The goal of analysis is to dissolve the imaginary ties a person has with others to shift the focus toward symbolic connections; this leads to a much deeper understanding of oneself and one's actions. For example, someone might have a rivalry with their brother, but underneath, it’s actually about the parental Other—the parents treated them differently than the brother. Or a relationship with a peer might actually be rooted in a past relationship with a teacher. The analyst must be perceived through the symbolic order—the only one who heals, as Jacques Lacan puts it—rather than through imaginary identification, where rivalry and such things crop up.
The other with a small d is someone similar to us, whereas the Other with a capital D is a person or an institution with a symbolic function—setting laws, establishing prohibitions, imposing ideals, and so on.

That’s all for now. I’ll get back to that whole so-called "hysteric position" later...