We Live Equally Out Of Our Bodies

We Live In A Moment Of History Where Change Is So Speeded Up That We Begin To See The Present Only When It Is Already Disappearing.

Here We Have The Paradox, The Potentially Tragic Paradox, That Our Relatedness To Others Is An Essential Aspect Of Our Being, As Is Our Separateness, But Any Particular Person Is Not A Necessary Part Of Our Being.

We Have To Realize That We Are As Deeply Afraid To Live And To Love As We Are To Die.

Conventions Are Convenient. It Is Inconvenient To Say People Are Dead When They Are Alive, Or Alive When They Have Been Buried, Or That The World Is Crumbling When It Is, As Everyone Can See, There As Usual. If All A That Does Not Fit B Is Ipso Facto Disqualified, We Have To Tailor A To Shape And Size To Avoid Serious Trouble, And Not All Are Equally Gifted In This Art.

Doctors Have Throughout Time Made Fortunes On Killing Their Patients With Their Cures. The Difference In Psychiatry Is That It Is The Death Of The Soul.