Psychoanalytic is always a game of brave men.
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In early 2019, my mother pushed the door open, had a lab card in her hand, had a bad color, and she was found with lung cancer, and she began to find out why my father's big smoker was exposed to toxic substances at work, and because she was so high in the kitchen that she was in shock in the face of this unexpected accident. I told her, Mom, it's your birthday too. Happy birthday. And it was at that time that I came into contact with Lacan again, and I began to be attracted to him, and I went crazy to look for information online, and I realized that Lacan was not the obscure theorist, who had been quoted daily by academic papers, a psychoanalyst, who had been practiced throughout his life. He ran away from the International Association for Psychoanalysts, he walked around university classrooms to do seminars, he dissolved his school, he used his own life to practice and rewritten the history of his theoretical and psychoanalysis.
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When Nanking went to see his mother, I read with him every day and searched online, and I was so excited that a lot of people in China had already started to practice their theory, and I was so excited that I first saw Wang Chee talking about Lacan, and then his teacher, Ho, they talked about Lacan, they talked about Freud, they talked about psychiatry, I talked about dreams, I was so excited. The door to the new world opens to me. I'm here for inter-subject science! My mother's illness has disappeared after surgery, and I have decided to go to Beijing, where there's a theater waiting for me to build. In Beijing, I found Huang Kei, a student of Ho Dae-yung, and he studied Lacan's words, saying that he was not particularly aware of them, and that the atmosphere in the course of the session was so good. Then I went to the analyst and started doing my personal analysis, and I was so curious about the whole set of psychoanalysis.
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I'm an artist, and the search for psychoanalysis and the practice of P4 Theater are similarly tied together. For example, the 19-year-old project Real Image, whose slogan was: The drama of two people, just to see you again. The idea is to map the analysis room into the theater to advance the story, step by step. I almost spent most of my salary on psychoanalysis, five or six grand on the Internet, and I did a lot of reading, and a French old man who had a big influence on me. - Abigail, the team that he spoke and set up had a deep influence on me, and he yelled at me in a question. I was a psycho. I understood that. The theatre is my sandpad, and every time it's done, it's combed with theoretical combs, remodeled, reorganized, reoriented in one failure.
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The concept of cartels came into my sight thanks to the promotion of the EPS philosophies party, Lacan, when I saw a tweet about cartel questions, the text in the article was strong, critical of the past and the future, a long-standing dynamic. I went on to move quickly to register, register, search for partners and add one, and to move quickly to cartel group practice. Also from the beginning of the 21st, there began to be a large number of philosophical, psychoanalytic UP owners, most of whom were similar to me or younger than me, in which I saw a resonance of anger, and in which I was also drawing strength. After that, the focus of my work was basically on the theatre, and the time spent studying the Lacan theory was reduced by half, but I myself insisted on participating in the weekly cartel group and also on some open lessons for the academic community. But the proof of the signs and the time has made it clear to me that a corrupt and boring breath is spreading in the psychoanalytic repertoire, and I myself am determined to say that my time has come.
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And I hated it for turning psychoanalysis into another type of business. When I got into the EPS Cartel Learning Day Conference, I was stupid. Stinky feet became the main melody, and a bunch of people, like hypnotized with an empty set of rhetorical blind people, shared the truth, while the "honorants" of the host organization joined together, with no intention of poking. I thought, "This is a bunch of psychoanalysts and psychoanalysts that the EPS has developed." Recall that two days ago a friend who loved to start a business bragged at the bar, when people were thinking that gold could make money, shovels were the most profitable, and that is that truth is always in the hands of a few. I have blood in my heart, and psychoanalysis has become a game of shearing. There is no ethics, no morality, no practice, if I can just pay for it, make a nursery for it to be confirmed, blow each other up, call each other teachers, and use a blackword that can't be understood by an outsider to create a high fence, so that the circle is always self-serving, and a rat can play with a hierarchy. What does that have to do with Lacan? Practice? Change? Creative?
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If Lacan's practice turns into intellectual games and elite words, which are the saddest of all, and which have become increasingly aggressive and unbridled, the XX people have always worshipped power, worshiped knowledge, worshiped everything that seems complex, obscurant and obscure, and Lacan has become the best tool, and wise intellectuals can give to the insolent reapers in their garbs, and at the right time, make sure that at some point there is some anger, rewards and punishments for the appearances of those who pretend to be big Other, and eventually believe and disbelieve or return money. The more money you pay, the more you'll know, the more sure you get, the better you'll be a good boy, Lacan's good grandson. Our practice! Can my heart shed blood and be guided in our practice by knowledge that is sustained by false space? Can a group of people whose actions and actions have departed from Lacan's intentions speak for itself? Is it still practice to use knowledge, symbols, words, authority to silence and intimidate the ignorant, and then to stabilize power structures?
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Proletarians are the foundation of creation, and those who sell second-hand knowledge do not have to pretend to be masters, and that is the dumb, bad. What can be done when there is no courage to pierce at least a symbol illusion? Those guys with a sip of Antigone and an Oedipus. What about your practice? How many books and articles have you written about your experience? Who wouldn't have done it faster than remembering? What about your own output? It's not a full bag, is it? Are you afraid of shame? Buy dog meat with a goat's head and rub somebody's practice in his face?
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Theatrical events have taken place from time to time, and my mission has arrived at this time. Let the water of death be scalding, and chaos befalls again, and I become a container, a tool for life to flow over me, and water to stir up wonderful music. I, a patient in the eyes of the Greatest of the Greats, perverts, psychosis, paranoia, sexual depression, bipolar disorders, schizophrenia, hysteria, so that they can search the dictionary, find a perfect hat on top of my head, so that he can rest his mind and not sleep again, but I will still enter his dreams and unsaidly transform his neurological tumours, so that they will never again be able to follow the rules that are so well received.
Baby, don't be afraid, I'm coming!