Psychoanalytic
truths are based on observations
made by
psychoanalysts in the pursuit of prying into
how you mount your
armies of defense against 
deep-seated
fear-and-shame-induced self-views – 
conscious
revelations of which (made too soon) 
will always be intolerable
news because to know them 
would abuse
your psyche too sadistically to think 
you could go on:
ergo you must refuse to see they’re 
there – the
barest light suggestion they’ve a part 
in why you are
the way you are can, psychoanalytically, 
be thought to
be almost as dangerous a threat as not 
to let them in
at all. The mind’s a monstrous tug-of-war 
you cannot win.
Sin is real: it is the central noun 
and verb of
you: you’re made of it, and it is what 
you can’t not
do. Defenses are attempts to keep 
from murdering the
Self (with all its horrible realities) – 
a Self which couldn’t
otherwise abide its own existence – 
unless, that
is, it manages to find its weary way 
to psychoanalytic
help. Freud – adding ‘e’ to which 
would make it freude, German word for joy – said
you can learn
to turn your mountainously angry urge
to kill into a
moderately gray much smaller hill: 
replace your
murderous ferocities with far more 
tractable
anxieties, and while this won’t exactly bring 
you joy, it is a
better self-preserving ploy than you had 
undertaken in your
inward/outward life before. The worst 
that you’ll now
face will not be that your thoughts will
overcome you
with extremity, but that they’ll bore.
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