RIC Journal

that search for the ideal I … lurking in
shadows and searching relentlessly. she had seen the days of writing letters
that took weeks to receive and be received, the odd dialing of a phone number
through several operators and then hearing the voice of urgency. she licked her
lips in anticipation and it never disappointed; the heavy breathing and a heart
that sank and resurfaced. if a man could be summed up in one word it would be
desire. the voluptuous need to have at once the woman the mother, the wolf all
in one and then to sink into the skin and further into the bottomless pit of
this woman who could hold everything for him. she knew it before jung or lacan
had spoken of it. perhaps sabina taught jung this lesson in her madness and his
obsession to have her. no one knows of the archetypal…

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