Tuesday, August 15, 2006

tRIPARTITE tOPOGRAPHY*

Robin’s egg-blue, nature, nurture, pollute, corrupt, soil, profane, infinitude, destitute, refute, confute, salute, rebuke, collate, reprobate, allocate, falsify, dolomite, hard Etruscan bone, white, whiter, whitest, pale-white, junk-worry white, whitest white, whiter, and tongue balanced lolling in the chance of her mouth, sullying saltlick-cowing cud and grassland muddy with Dublin dirt and tenor’s railhead siring poor mad-footed Lucia dancing madly, mad. Patchy-eyed ginstone, hiking trousers to knee and ankle and foot and arch, mollycoddling commode wiping ass with Sears and Roebucks and Atlantis Monthly. Joyless’ eyesore, river runs round pound, errata, fining drowsing never to awaken to quill, quail and trackman’s stubbing.

So we have the tripartite topography of the psyche: Id, Ego and Super Ego. Some post-Freudians include in this trinity the pre-conscious, or the psyche-vestibule. If, as Freud suggests, the Ego is derived from the Id, we may postulate that the Id, being the principal psychical mechanism, precedes personality, selfness and the introduction of the Super Ego, or moral/ethical censor. The Super Ego is the mediator between the Id, whose job it is to satisfy infantile desires and wishes, and the Ego, which is the outside verifier of reality, or realities. For example, I have no solidified Ego, but rather what is referred to as a split-Ego, or condensation of Ego parts, or Ego-fragments. In psychoanalytic circles I am what is referred to as Ego-intransigent. My Ego, or what stands-in for an Ego, is forever shifting and splitting, and re-shifting and re-splitting with little regard for my psychical wellbeing. I am equilibrium-less, psychologically capricious, Ego-less. I am an ontology unto myself, a Freudian mishap, a psychical-cretin, psychological compote, a verified without a verifier, to loosely paraphrase Lacan. I am an Ego-less Id
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