All Saints: Masters of Hardcore

Psychoanalysis, remastered, encored une fois

A hero of Frenchcore, Jacques Lacan, was engrossed in the studies of ‘sanctity’ which paved the way to narratives on enjoyment at Catholic worship services, well, in simple terms, Western Culture in general.

But for the HADEWIJCH in question,  for Saint Therese, finally let’s say  the word … and then besides you have to go to look in some church in Rome  the statue of BERNIN – to understand right away  … well what:

 she enjoys, there is no doubt!

Encore 1972 – 1973 (via GoogleTranslate)
Christian Enjoyments are all about feelings

Additionally, these obsessive, best cold served customs have diminished to slogans ‘Enjoy’, ‘Real’ then later remastered the uncomplicated version as it should be more apparent for devoted Coca Cola consumers to ‘Make it Real’ entirely have afflicted the global village.

The Zizek’s Side of Enjoyment

Just wow, it is fantastic to observe an incredibly prevalent tendency to discuss films (mostly art-house, aha), and occasionally some bestselling novels – all the excellent products of modernity among the experts, philosophers, wanna-be intellectuals performing with successful tools utilized nearly like a professional orison to empower the Lacanian Trinity: Real, Symbolic, Imaginary.

Most respected comrade, circulated through social pro-left media, a perverted puppet for communists, still declaiming head, Slavoj Zizek has become a mild example of a surplus-enjoyment abuser.

All saints, shine

A saint person genuinely believes they can solely speak for any God blessed topics and change the world for the better; the deeds are for the public good. In effect, an individual, a subject of the speech, chiefly articulated. Gradually here goes the cumulative loss of body control, depression, transgressions to corrupted condition… Faithless we, conclude that these subject-ruining upshots come as one unmanageable logic applied to the physical world which prompts the challenging task to be consistently enthusiastic and stay active on the move all day as freshly canonised Mother Theresa did in third countries. Besides, each non-profit charity organisations stumble upon the local outrage mixed with ignorance towards its legitimate members.

‘These arms lack a purpose
Flappin’ like a humming bird’

In the perestroika period, back in USSR, Tetris plays you, so, for illustration, let’s pick up an active protestant way to express the sublime logic of ‘self’ seen in The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, the Great Maker vocalises you to utter some sayings in the name of Saviour. Once again, addressed for dummies stuck in history lessons, it is easier to explain the psychoanalytic foundation in the fashion of dunking some ancient Egyptian myths into strong-brewed Lacanian apparatus: Creator Ra’a articulates you which is impossible to deal in real life.

C’est impossible.

the bird is the word, so Creator Can’t Speak
may echo the ‘birb’ instead

Holy Martyrs of Love, therefore they are exclusively called Martyrs in this spiritual sense, appear to be extremely radical Masters of the Faith. They did hard duties – showing that the Creator is real (some particular actions not for the faint of heart). Yes, Martyrs suffered for us, so we do not need, honestly, to follow blindly those uncommonly long hard roads to witness real names and feats, encountered in theological manuscripts written by Saints and Doctors of the Church. They practised risky elements of Love, then some reflections of it further stayed on the icons, coverings of temples’ walls.

Vater unser, the Father never to be seen

Faces of various emotional specter displayed in the late period of Christianity, realistically sculptured angels, stained glass, vivid frescoes, gleaming altars – there are no limits for enjoyment. Symptoms, immense cosmos of flags on the suffering flesh curled into a knot of pain.
And at the present time, they are celebs, Sufferers of Screen-land. American Hollywood is an asylum for innovative personages.

No limit for any enjoyment, when the One is the 2

Walking on the great minds is dangerous, the books may seduce, corrupt the lives and even great nations too.
Not a post-structural shock that the text is everywhere now, and that’s why psychoanalytic knowledge may profit from University discourse. For a start, the Matrix movie is a brilliant piece of art to lacanyze the splendid script of Chemical Sisters.

I won’t lie to you, Neo. Every single man or woman who has stood their ground, everyone who has fought an agent has died.But where they have failed, you will succeed.

Anxiety doesn’t lie,

In the psychoanalytic construction scene, surely, you will, moreover are obliged to fucking succeed otherwise you are stupid therapist normie, but most martyrs of post-modernity will stay entangled with symptoms although very productive if carefully dressed, treated a little bit gently then.

He thought he was going insane, so he turned to undergo analysis with none other than his good friend, Jacques Lacan. Sartre said the two of them together concluded that the crabs were symbolic of his fear of loneliness.

9 Insane Stories from The Lives of Famous Existentialists, – Zachary Siegel
nuff said

There are symptoms not to be overexposed, many analysands are saints nowadays. Okay, fine, some pain still remains for the martyr of art. Don’t touch the existential wound too much as Lacan did with the drugged subject.

Pure Acid: The Chronicles of the Sphinx’s Riddle

Ra on the solar barque
From Wikimedia Commons, the free media repository

The walls of Ancient Egypt are knowledge imprinted in the enigmatic solvent spilt by chance for the next solar flares to occur.

The mysterious nebula of deities worshipped by adepts in cheating death neatly dropped some keys intervening the distinct hieroglyphs. Shall text be read along the sidelines – reverse engineering supports generating the keygens springing at Rosetta Stone period.
The heads of animals, the manlike entities, weird combinations full of symbolism and exotic appealing forms assembled as an acknowledgement of all-encompassing design discovered amid the delicate nature of the Nile.

A little reminder carried through the synth-pop era as well.

Death is everywhere

There are flies on the windscreen

For a start

Reminding us

We could be torn apart


Songwriters: Martin Gore
Fly on the Windscreen lyrics © EMI Music Publishing
Imentet and Ra from the tomb of Nefertari, 13th century BC
From Wikimedia Commons, the free media repository

Indeed, death is everywhere while no dread observed in carefully painted contours affixed to venturesome figures planning to move onward.

Who is a big boss down here had taught the flashed feathery predator to be nasty?

Really, WTF?!
A hawk dropped down and took off a pigeons head right in front of me in a matter of seconds, this is all that was left of it.
From Reddit

Likewise a falcon shows no mercy for the weak, a flying brute killimanjaro transmutes the catch into a bitty decapitated carcass within a few seconds.

© Bill Stanley – The Egyptian God Ra

Consequently, the Majestic God Ra’a takes the given life back harshly. To Him, it is the outstanding Super Powers located up somewhere at 12 o’clock and not applicable to the speaking earthlings regarded primarily to human beings. The nearly glaring line tightly sealed between the head and body amongst the envisioned shapes had already captured all the mythological lores ever told through the Sun-deity rendered corresponding to the fractal logic as the falcon-headed awesome personality embodied to a masculine entity.

EGYPT: TENTPERET STELE. The composite god Ra-Horakhty, depicted with the falcon-head of Horus and the solar crown of Ra, accepting the offerings of a woman known as Tentperet, and blessing her with sun rays in the form of flower buds. Painted wooden funerary stele, 900-800 B.C., 22nd Dynasty.

Just a plane image of Ra’a directs to the inevitable conversance of Love. Unstoppable Creator sprays gods, cosmic bodies, beings and etc. Well, clearly, because he is capable of creating anything swiftly and also flawlessly wherever floats his boat without a ripple on peaceful waters of sky blue. Accordingly, He wants to be Loved because He is Great. No fuckups, the harmony in His actions, well-balanced flight over his deeds where Master observing the domains proudly.
Thus Heliopolis based cult was beyond the ordinary ‘pagan’ sense of the universal creation. Writings on the Pyramide’s walls had caged the impossible – an idea of ‘self’.

A Sphinx was a warning not to be like Selfish Jean.

Parlar adelante

Talks on the futuristic topics are addictive activities. You’ve got to move on and may never look behind the explosions. Everybody in the place be cool from the desk till dawn.

The World Association of Psychoanalysis (WAP) was launched at the initiative of Jacques-Alain Miller in Buenos Aires on 3 January 1992. It was declared in Paris, four days later, on 7 January.[1] Its statutes[2] are modelled on Jacques Lacan‘s “Founding Act”[3] and adopt the principles outlined in his “Proposition” on the Pass.

Oh, the Spanish language is melodic, still chills on this classic trance song.

No doubt, Jacques Lacan had an unshakable interest in Oedipal stuff. Sincere attachments he must have had at the life-long analytical commitment.
His old-school approach implies to go back and track down the bloody roots of that massive cause in his unblemished raving attempts.

The sweet seminar №17 denotes a beautiful throw for the future addressed mostly to his good fellas in the field. The touching passage has an aim to level up the jilted psychoanalysts for a vital next step in the knowledge if one can’t stop his rave on the moving forward and won’t stop.

The Seminar XVII, The Other Side of Psychoanalysis is to be transmitted anyway now thanks to enjoyable online tools.

drop the base

Anyway, it didn’t happen.

Then the Oedipus question is intact.

So I’m going to make some opening remarks, because you see I…

we really have to hammer this thing out, because

this is not a story that can be retracted.

L’ envers de la psychanalyse 1969 – 1970 (via Google Translate)

Alright, it is the Hammer time to touch this Oedipal topic.

A screenshot from The Prodigy – No Good (Start The Dance) (Official Video)

Extra-thick double cream asks phy

Double, double, toil and trouble.
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Double, double, toil and trouble.
Something wicked this way comes!

Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Robin Crow / Linsey Williams
Double Trouble lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

Some Redditor guy questions modern social thinking way more accurate than every member of IPA on congress explaining the click-bait themes on the Feminine, Intimacy passionately trapped in the web of Psycho-therapeutic tools.
It sounds most romantic for certified specialists while facing the severe challenges on Oedipal complex now migrated far to the Asia-Pacific region as a perception of events moves backwards the progressive attitudes in Lacanian Studies.
As for the Reddit community, it is not a big deal if the answer comes straight to the point below the post.

In short I am wondering what the significance of this point is. For those who are not aware, it is this joke: To begin this inquiry then, I wan to point out this talk with Stephen Grosz, ( where Zizek says that the point the “joke” is precisely what brain sciences like Cognitive Science, don’t get (I would maybe even extend this to computer sciences and AI). He argues that even when coffee without milk is materially the same as coffee without cream, it is nonetheless ideally different. He argues that the negation (what you don’t get) is not the same and hence you don’t get the same coffee.
What I hope someone can explain to me is why it matters that they are ideally different when the customer still gets the same coffee they wanted. One move I can think of that Zizek may agree on is that the customer precisely wanted the coffee without cream rather than just simply black coffee. That is, the negation of “no cream” is part of the desire. So in fact, the customer does not get what they want because what they got was short of what they wanted. Does this then mean that brain sciences are not able to arrive at what humans really desire. I think this maybe the reason why they stress psychoanalysis’ importance today.

In recurrent Zizek’s coffee-cream joke well-educated audience gives the giggling response ahead of his last words precisely dropping the bass of applause like the cherry topping to a vanilla flavored world-wide consumed beverage in excellent espresso machine while he is still speaking at some intellectual conference turning his critical attempts to explain the ‘ideology’ into le bavardage. And so on and so on, the sense stays behind the curtains. Sure, it is easier to chuckle over this lack of understanding Hegelian’s double negation and take a quick stop in a coffeehouse where two-tailed marine creature labelled on customers’ honest cups of good aroma coffee nicely served to indulge taste buds in the homely atmosphere. The cute signature penned in haste by friendly barista would make the purchase uniquely delightful, or it may insult unintentionally leaving an indelible impression if one’s name misspelled as ‘vagina’ including any cost-effective excuse for special client treatment with a slightly deprecating innocent smile.