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This is a Freudian parody inspired by Mumford.
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A superhero named Colossus turned out to be a terrific Freudian psychiatrist, and his nifty and clever female 'sidekick' Firecracker provided the atmospheric support necessary for a productive and therapeutic psychiatry session. Colossus and Firecracker became known as 'psychiatry geniuses' and their clientele included celebrities, villains, and even priests!
As we all know, Freudian psychiatry is not straightforward, since you have to 'confess' to your shrink what's bothering you about your brain and sensitive body while confessing to yourself that you yearn to tell your shrink only half-truths. That's the trick and magic of psychiatry --- the experience of disclosure. However, if you don't mind all the introspection, you just might learn something about your idiosyncratic self; your shrink is paid to keep everything...confidential.
As you sit like a puddle on your psychiatrist's couch, you might imagine a daring and self-composed genius race-car driver such as the fictional super-racer named Racer-X dashing through the Autobahn in his fancy sports-car, without a care for Freudian doom plaguing his 'wonderful mind.' However, even Racer-X has problems, so it might be useful thinking about what it'd be like telling your shrink your inadequacies about competition...if you were Race-X himself!
A good psychiatrist should be versed in the ability to interpret and translate dramatic/religious experiences and be prepared to tell people about what it's like worrying about psychological problems while dealing with problems in faith (or spiritual demons!). Your psychiatrist/shrink might tell you about the ominous Lake of Fire described in the Christian Bible and how to avoid it by resisting the urge to kill your office co-workers after you were fired right before Christmas! Besides, what's so crazy about the Lake of Fire anyway? Hmmm...
After you feel your shrink is curing you, perhaps you're ready to take the battlefield again and listen to your obstinate and very well-trained general deliver a long and basically straightforward speech about the reality of cruelty and war in the real world. Your general tells you he's happy you're on Prozac but that you still need to show up for Reveille on time(!). You realize that you'd rather be with your shrink...right about now.
And then you can voice-record your own perspectives and reactions to Freudian treatment at the your shrink's office/clinic. Listen to yourself ranting and raving about what went wrong or why you internalized pain or took it out on others because of what someone did to you. You record all this on tape (for your vintage Sony Walkman you purchased on eBay). You then go jogging and listen to your personal tape --- call it My Freudian Conversation.
All psychiatrists appreciate creativity or creative-thinking so you might tell your shrink you love Georgia O'Keefe paintings and when he/she asks you if it's because many of her works resemble femininity-oriented female essence/anatomy, you shrewdly say, "Oh no! It has nothing to do with the 'body-feminine' but rather my unique brand of artistic self-denial!" Your psychiatrist winces and informs you you're in serious denial about your own distaste for Sigmund Freud. Was Freud a doctor or a magician?
GOD: I like Sigmund Freud...
SATAN: Yes, but did Freud like you?
GOD: I think he paid the right respects towards spiritualism.
SATAN: He certainly argued that much behaviour is gauged by instinct.
GOD: Instinct is still a part of the human composition...
SATAN: Sure it is; but beware the flesh!
GOD: Psychiatrists could prescribe movies for their patients.
SATAN: Sure. How about Life Stinks (Mel Brooks) or The Beach (Danny Boyle)?
GOD: Both of those movies are about anti-social urges...
SATAN: Precisely.
GOD: There's something magical about seeing a psychiatrist.
SATAN: Yes; the secret is of course...privacy.
GOD: Communicating your inner fears helps!
SATAN: Freud is sort of a priest.
GOD: Psychiatry will not replace religious comforts.
SATAN: True, but Atheists will appreciate the colloquial presentation.
GOD: The real evil is censorship...
SATAN: Let's watch Fahrenheit 451 on Netflix!
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A superhero named Colossus turned out to be a terrific Freudian psychiatrist, and his nifty and clever female 'sidekick' Firecracker provided the atmospheric support necessary for a productive and therapeutic psychiatry session. Colossus and Firecracker became known as 'psychiatry geniuses' and their clientele included celebrities, villains, and even priests!
As we all know, Freudian psychiatry is not straightforward, since you have to 'confess' to your shrink what's bothering you about your brain and sensitive body while confessing to yourself that you yearn to tell your shrink only half-truths. That's the trick and magic of psychiatry --- the experience of disclosure. However, if you don't mind all the introspection, you just might learn something about your idiosyncratic self; your shrink is paid to keep everything...confidential.
As you sit like a puddle on your psychiatrist's couch, you might imagine a daring and self-composed genius race-car driver such as the fictional super-racer named Racer-X dashing through the Autobahn in his fancy sports-car, without a care for Freudian doom plaguing his 'wonderful mind.' However, even Racer-X has problems, so it might be useful thinking about what it'd be like telling your shrink your inadequacies about competition...if you were Race-X himself!
A good psychiatrist should be versed in the ability to interpret and translate dramatic/religious experiences and be prepared to tell people about what it's like worrying about psychological problems while dealing with problems in faith (or spiritual demons!). Your psychiatrist/shrink might tell you about the ominous Lake of Fire described in the Christian Bible and how to avoid it by resisting the urge to kill your office co-workers after you were fired right before Christmas! Besides, what's so crazy about the Lake of Fire anyway? Hmmm...
After you feel your shrink is curing you, perhaps you're ready to take the battlefield again and listen to your obstinate and very well-trained general deliver a long and basically straightforward speech about the reality of cruelty and war in the real world. Your general tells you he's happy you're on Prozac but that you still need to show up for Reveille on time(!). You realize that you'd rather be with your shrink...right about now.
And then you can voice-record your own perspectives and reactions to Freudian treatment at the your shrink's office/clinic. Listen to yourself ranting and raving about what went wrong or why you internalized pain or took it out on others because of what someone did to you. You record all this on tape (for your vintage Sony Walkman you purchased on eBay). You then go jogging and listen to your personal tape --- call it My Freudian Conversation.
All psychiatrists appreciate creativity or creative-thinking so you might tell your shrink you love Georgia O'Keefe paintings and when he/she asks you if it's because many of her works resemble femininity-oriented female essence/anatomy, you shrewdly say, "Oh no! It has nothing to do with the 'body-feminine' but rather my unique brand of artistic self-denial!" Your psychiatrist winces and informs you you're in serious denial about your own distaste for Sigmund Freud. Was Freud a doctor or a magician?
GOD: I like Sigmund Freud...
SATAN: Yes, but did Freud like you?
GOD: I think he paid the right respects towards spiritualism.
SATAN: He certainly argued that much behaviour is gauged by instinct.
GOD: Instinct is still a part of the human composition...
SATAN: Sure it is; but beware the flesh!
GOD: Psychiatrists could prescribe movies for their patients.
SATAN: Sure. How about Life Stinks (Mel Brooks) or The Beach (Danny Boyle)?
GOD: Both of those movies are about anti-social urges...
SATAN: Precisely.
GOD: There's something magical about seeing a psychiatrist.
SATAN: Yes; the secret is of course...privacy.
GOD: Communicating your inner fears helps!
SATAN: Freud is sort of a priest.
GOD: Psychiatry will not replace religious comforts.
SATAN: True, but Atheists will appreciate the colloquial presentation.
GOD: The real evil is censorship...
SATAN: Let's watch Fahrenheit 451 on Netflix!
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