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It started here I hid behind my ego, an inflated Super ego, and found I had an Id. Muddling along in that came Carl Gustav. He delved into my dreams, provided some mandalas, and told me I had an archetype wherein I was projecting myself as God. Thanatos Stepped in and I knew I was in trouble ‘cause along came Eros when everything fell apart. I thought, this psycho-analysis is one heavy bunch of shit. Where do I go from here? |
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