the story we tell ourselves about ourselves to account for what we are doing, is a lie - the truth is rather outside, in what we do

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Hysterics provoke, master commands, analyst sits down and does nothing … I am for obsessional neurotics! we obsessionals do all the work!

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the postmodernist universe is the universe of the naive trust in the screen which makes irrelevant the very quest for “what lies behind it”.

http://twitter.com/extimacy/status/877795864982548481 http://ift.tt/2tJWuRN

cyberspace as a transparent, clearly structured universe allows him to elude (momentarily, at least) the opacity of his everyday environs

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convinced, deep within that “we are not really that,” preserving an intimate distance toward “the social role we play,” we deceive ourselves

http://twitter.com/extimacy/status/877071065373171712 http://ift.tt/2sBIgxm

“pretending to be something” “acting as if we were something,” we become something, assuming a place in the intersubjective symbolic network

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We effectively become something by pretending that we already are that.

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