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" I said in my mind, long relationships are those that last more than a year . If this is not the case, I call that someone go, even if the feelings are serious. When people are together for five years or more, I usually ranks in the category "married", and the relationship of over ten deat ZnS, both partners become pout my roommates that are unique to sleep together occasionally ".

Stephen McCauley. Sex and Dependencies.

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Ode Priapus.




Foutre nine bitches Pindus,
fuck the lover of Daphne
Whose lives do flaccid stilted,
That strength to be skated:
is you I invoke my help, which in
You idiots, saw a steep
Lance fuck at a rolling boil;
Priapus support my breath
And for a moment in my vein,
fire door of your assholes.

That any band, all ablaze;
Hasten whores and ruffians:
What do I see? ... Location ... O sweet ecstasy ...
The heavens did not object so beautiful. The balls block
rounded
The firm thighs and Bonds
Battalions of pricks blindfolded
round asses hairless and without dung,
idiots, nipples and plugs,
a torrent of cum flooded.

Stay adorable pictures,
Stay forever before my eyes;
Be the object of my homage and my
My Legislators Gods That
Priapus was raised a temple day and night
Where you are contemplating, at the option of vigorous
fuckers, fuck it will
The offerings,
hairs balls garlands
The pricks priests.

eagle, whale, camel,
insect, animal, human, everything
In the skies, underwater, on land,
All we announced that we care about: The
fuck falls like hail,
Reasonable or not, everything gets involved,
The con is all the pricks in heat: The con
of happiness is the way,
In con lies all the joy out of con
But no salvation.

Although more poor as a church mouse,
long as my assholes are hot,
And the hair on my ass frieze
I do not care to rest. Great
earth is a mistake,
If you believe that your pump
I never can be jealous: Be
loud, live off, and that j'enconne
When I release, I Am
less fun than you? What

gold, that the honor you tickle,
Sots greedy, vain conquerors
live the pleasures of balls! And fuck
goods and ranks.
Achilles banks of Scamander,
Pille, destroyed, put while ash
Only fire than blood, horror: A con
seems, he goes further?
No, I see bandaged my bloody fools;
The hero is just a fucker. From

fuckers teeming fable: The sun does not care
Leucothoe,
Cynire fucks his own daughter,
A bull fucks Pasiphae;
Pygmalion fucks his statue
The brave Ixion fucks the naked
We see only fuck casting:
The beautiful pale, pale Narcissus,
Burning to fuck himself,
Died while trying to bugger one another.

Socrates, you say, this wise, it boasts
which the divine spirit,
Socrates vomited plague and rabies,
Against Female:
But for that the good apostle,
Do no less bloody than another;
us interpret its best lessons:
Against Sex persuades;
But without the ass of Alcibiades,
He had not slandered as idiots.

But let this brave cynical
That guy has the rank of dogs,
wank seriously pike
At the noses of Athenians
Nothing moves, nothing surprises;
The lightning flashes, Jupiter tonne
His lives are none apart;
Against the sky haughty head,
After a short career,
Discharge quietly. However

Jupiter on Olympus,
Perce asses, idiots flock;
Neptune at the bottom of the water climbs,
nymphs, mermaids and mermen;
The ardent fucker Proserpine,
Seems his testicle divine
Have all the fire of hell:
Friends, playing the same pranks;
futon as the con bitches
We finally foute soul inside out.

Tysiphone, Alecto, Meger,
If we still give a damn you, you
Fates, Cerberus and Caron,
From my prick you tâteriez All:
But since a lot barbaric
band is not more Taenarus,
I want to get off while fucking;
There, my greatest torment, no doubt, to see that Will
foute Pluto,
And don ' able to do so.

Redouble therefore your misfortunes,
Sort, bloody fate, full of rigor;
Only souls Commons
Who you can fuck misfortune
But mine that saw a monk,
Se laugh evils past, present: That

me? I have my living; I band, am I doing is enough.

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Brother Marc-Francois.

Jacques Lacan AND RESEARCH THE TRUTH

sermon given by Dom Mark Francis Lacan to the memory of his brother, 10 September 1981 at St Pierre du Gros Caillou

Jacques Lacan spoke. Why? To find out, should we listen to those who, since his death, talk less of him than of their own positioin to him? This is not the right way. What is needed is to remember who he was. He was a man. This man was seeking the truth the way he opened for the search was the Word.

RIGHTS:

sciences of man are probably so called because they enrich us with knowledge about various functions rights in so doing, they allow us to hide our ignorance and forget the man himself, our inattention to the fact that every man is a mystery. One mystery that remains unfathomable.

Jacques Lacan is primarily an attentive man to man, still inaccessible to its reality, its own character whose desire is to never be satisfied.

In the intellectual world, it was sometimes classified as a psychoanalyst, sometimes as a philosopher or a poet, or as a structuralist, surreal, actor ... The list could go on. But it is above all a man, he does not say he was human. His contribution to psychoanalysis, it is so important, does not say who he was. Quite the contrary, because it was this one man, named Jacques Lacan, he was able to highlight the discovery inaugurated by Freud: that of the unconscious. Development as the world of psychoanalysis has not allowed without a commotion.

But what is it that the unconscious? On hearing this word, everyone cares to ask for a definition. Such concern reveals more often, less a search for clarity, the leak before a mystery that worries and yet characteristic of psychic life in its reality. The unconscious

defies definition, it means the man himself in this aspect of his mystery that does not take his conscience. Talk to the man's unconscious, he recalled that it applies to forget, so save this forgetting that everything is organized to promote at the end of the twentieth century. He remembered that its center lies elsewhere than in himself. He discover that the road ahead is not what Descartes inaugurated: "I think therefore I am." This deduction is based on which Descartes Will it enable him to understand what "I" thinking? Lacan Reply: "I am not what I think."

thus formulated truth springs from the discovery of the unconscious, ie the man himself. Recognition of the unconscious allows man to access his reality, far from locked up in the limits of conscious life, it should open to a relationship that constitutes a relationship with the another. Such a relationship creates a search, the search for truth, the truth about the Other, and inseparably to the truth about man, constituted by its relation to the Other.

THE TRUTH:

Jacques Lacan was a man, so a truth seeker. The truth: that word is scary. Each, like Pilate, reacted by saying: "What is truth? "And walked away without waiting for an answer.

Lacan discovered, thanks to Freud, the plea to hear the answer: "Freud, he writes, has to leave, under the name of the unconscious, speak the truth" [i]. Let speak the truth, that's the way, the only one to know. No knowledge provides access to this knowledge. Play truth is the one thing necessary. If consciousness can hear the truth, however often she closes them. The unconscious is the voice of the repressed truth: more precisely, it is the way, that is to say, the path through which it passes, when the man refused to listen.

Here takes place the intervention of the psychoanalyst. He is silent, but he invites to speak, to try to hear the truth that will go through in unexpected ways, the truth of which will perhaps give birth without pain-no-man talking.

What Lacan calls the psychoanalyst to listen, is the patient? It is rather the fact that it has suppressed the truth of his desire. It is this type of play that bases his method psychoanalyst. It is able to hear the truth tell it. But Lacan knows that "it is impossible to tell the whole truth is that impossible by that truth is the real" [ii].

The real is in fact inaccessible in its fullness. We reduce it to what we know. However, we can open ourselves to the knowledge of reality, and thus respond to the deep desire that constitutes us. Mutilate this desire makes us sick, psychologically or spiritually. Health, such as holiness, requires that we seek the truth, and for that, we hear him speak.

THE WORD:

We can now answer our original question: "Why Jacques Lacan speaks there? For, since his death, he still speaks.

He is accused his style, and the darkness that characterizes it. He replied: "Just ten years to write what became clear to all" [iii].

must add this: whenever a man is carrying, not to communicate knowledge, but an invitation to speak and seek truth, this pure, to listen, he is faced with a refusal who hides behind a charge often: "What he says is impossible to hear." (Cf. Gospel of John, 6.60).

Lacan did not speak for anything other than to open the door to the word that comes from elsewhere, for this Word of the Other which indicates the presence unconscious, this presence is real and its reality is manifested by the fear it provokes and the refusal to listen is the result of this fear.

Through the written work of Lacan, what should we look for him? An oral teaching unfinished and fixed? No. What you should discover is a man in search of truth, truth is the treasure mentioned in the story: he had to dig the field to find the hidden treasure. This treasure of truth belongs to those who learn by experience that this treasure is nothing you can possess.

The happiness of man is to decide to open the Word of the Other. This desire is prompted by a presence without which man is most himself and through which springs from a word that makes him witness to the truth, a word that expresses his desire to ever new source of life man.

Speech of Jacques Lacan worried men, because it forces them to leave their false peace, asking the real question here. In fact, I do not have to ask: "What have or know to become a man happy? . But the real question to ask is, "Who is calling me to find in his search for the meaning of my life? .

Marc-Francois Lacan,

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Marc-Francois Lacan