Monday, March 3, 2014

On the Internal Monologue.

Watts was right when he said, purportedly, that our inner-most thoughts are not our own. Directed Thinking is always directed At Someone, with a mode of adaptation in mind. If I talk to myself, I speak to a relic of dogmatic Christian Culture: The 'Soul', although this Nietzschean soul is in fact simply the ego and not the Jungian Soul. If I appeal to 'Common Sense', I appeal to the Collective Ego that has become the Christian God.

When I cease to merely ruminate upon used thoughts as I would chew gum that has lost its flavour, the wordless language of my Soul, in the Jungian sense, has become available to me. Causality, at least as I have understood it, vanishes. As does Blame.

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