tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728436967523443796.post8168054640144306954..comments2024-02-28T19:15:30.217-05:00Comments on Divinorum Psychonauticus: The 'Remembered' Primal Scene and the Inquisitor's LashErich Kuerstenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02850572368098319317noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728436967523443796.post-33196464788691758692017-01-31T17:52:40.342-05:002017-01-31T17:52:40.342-05:00exactly -
the question then is, is there a sort of...exactly -<br />the question then is, is there a sort of basic start-up screen for repressed trauma. In other words, whether or not you were beaten and abused as a child (and repressed it) or not but still 'remember' under torture, hypnotism, or duress, a similar scenario, just from general childhood phases (toilet training for example - as the child 'learns' to be ashamed of one's excrement, flushing it away, etc. and then dreaming, as I do when asleep but I need to pee, of trying to find a bathroom at some bizarre complex, but the one I find is like a giant bathhouse half-flooded in pee and other repressed fluids. <br />Erich Kuerstenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02850572368098319317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1728436967523443796.post-70701425948035755602017-01-31T12:13:40.989-05:002017-01-31T12:13:40.989-05:00Paranoid? Damn darkness for sure. I was having a n...Paranoid? Damn darkness for sure. I was having a nice day. The violence of youth, spankings, isolation, verbal abuse, religion, is not nurturing. It is an evil climate for sure. Perhaps amnesia is a tool for humans, young and old, to survive the inherent madness of our culture? I look back on my youth in a mostly positive experience. To shine forth is key. 87Dennis/87https://www.blogger.com/profile/03703473570098929681noreply@blogger.com