Prurient Interests

Sometimes I feel various presences. Most of the time I don’t think they’re evil or malignant, as there are so many entities around us it wouldn’t even make sense so like why care so much? The entities cannot speak except in dreams. Recently I had a dream of people screaming and it was a scary dream. In this dream people would just go about their normal lives and suddenly start screaming as if something horrendous was happening but it wasn’t. Or was it?
Well for course because in my dream I saw The Real. And if you’ve read your Lacan like I certainly haven’t read youd know that this isn’t something you want to ever see. The Real is real and really dangerous. We’re always orbiting it inventing fantasies to shield us from it.

A banal example: who gets the job? The real answer: whomever the recruiter likes best. But that’s not pleasant to think about and therefore we’ve constructed entire rituals to shield us from this. The tailoring of the CV, the wording of the cover letter the better dress nicely and be nice and answer the questions! But the person interviewing you has decided within the first couple of minutes of they’ll let you through. I know this because I was one of those people for a while.

So, those screaming people were seeing the real. Oh what horrors they must have seen. Anyway, good night.