What is Psychoanalysis?

What is Psychoanalysis?

What is psychoanalysis: the inquiry could echo the response “It is what it is,” yet this is an answer equalling the reply of a god, which psychoanalysis is not, neither is a panacea representing a tyrannical oath promising to cure one’s suffering with a special modus operandi- techniques are the weapons of those who cannot understand freedom and responsibility, and with whom philanthropy collects a dreadful meaning; and, within these musical notes of thought, Lacanian Psychoanalysis, any decent psychoanalysis cored on those ethics, in general, represents the human right to speak up, to form one’s own ways of life- and death. From the moment one attempts, or, even worst, to answer that question – What is psychoanalysis – in the formula of one statement for the minds of all, with the confidence of the dictator, one does practise at the very best case scenario a bad psychotherapy- for, psychoanalysis, is something created with each one of the analysands, as much as the analyst who is gratified to lack of memory so to accommodate that novel desire by the subject of the unconscious. Psychoanalysis cannot be but a plasmatic breathing liberty within a geometry of motion, within the process of which, a subject creates the soil for its own idiomatic tongue: that is why it is an enigma, not to be answered but to be formed, which, among other things, paints the beauty and the plurality of human subjectivity. A subject begins by conversing the speech into silence.

Languages

Psychoanalytic treatments and consultation in English or Greek.

London Office

The psychoanalytic practice is located in London at the following address, and opposite the British Museum:

91 Great Russell Street

Bloomsbury

London

WC1B 3PS

 

On the Symptom

Symptoms treated by Psychoanalysis: Life.

Discontents- that is a symptom, which makes a subject bear an incomparable weight, in one way or another. Unique individuals have unique ways of discontent although the outcome- filtered in the cultural discourse- may appear the same in the violent forms of grouping, turning what ought to be private into something indiscriminate out of context with one’s personal experience as if the subject itself were the symptom to a brilliant theory of an illness. In Lacanian orientation each voice is inimitable, and each symptom is a subject, an outcome of the body’s exposure to language beyond the general formulations of cause and effect- this is the affect of a cause, which, in time, has shaped the body into a discursive one: in fact, not one but another one.

What is the Oedipus myth, if not the structuring of the question “What does it mean to be a human?” a question that outshines the illuminations of both biology and cognition- in fact, and, to be defined: it is a different biology: for biology means the word of life; if it is more apposite, life speaks. Although the word analysis relates to destruction, which is, breaking down into the smallest agencies, it is apropos to describe it as creation, a formation, one that Lacan utter as the direction for the formation of analysts as well, not in mass production but as one by one. In this manner each one’s symptom exists- beyond the statistical silence of individuality, but one by one, dissimilar.

 

The only certainty being one’s anxieties, manifested through a number of symptoms, only to be categorized into a group of syndromes and such we tend to become: yes, if this is the declaration of a manifesto equal to the ethical guiding principles of a slave. Subjects’ symptoms are the results of a discourse that has marked the entrance of their bodies within the social discourse, and the rebellion towards the demand of subjection, not subjectivity, is the topology of the indication of the symptom, which is, faithfully to the steps of the act, the instant of the subject’s next performance. The entrance into analysis, or, better stated, the crossing towards this path happens not because of the violence of the symptom but because of the symptom’s malfunction, or, if it is favored, the subtraction of enjoyment from the indication of agony, with gratification- one it static: panic attacks, anorexia, boredom, repetition of failed relationships and incidents- no, these do not need cognition because it is their cognition that brings about their failure, doomed into a system of mastery between ideal goal and disillusionment.

 

We have rushed too much, so much that we have forgotten that speech, as much as in the myth of Oedipus, has been the marking and seminal reference to one’s destiny, written yes but not ours and certainly not the only form of writing- for, when analysand read they actually sculpt: a novel truth. The hastening towards an ideal led to the loss of a place, not a place to bring to a standstill, but, on the contrary, one from where we choose our departures. When a subject reaches that elastic point of departure, psychoanalysis is, does not become, only a moment. No more than an act.

Contact Details

For Psychoanalysis at the London office, you can use the following contact details:

Phone number: 02032396979

Email: petrospatounas@freudianletter.com

On Psychoanalysis’ Theory

On the Theory of Psychoanalysis.

Psychoanalysis does not exist- it is not solid; it is oriented until it is dissolved again: as much as the analyst; this orientation is the other side of Lamella. In the beginning there is the deed- one that it is not without speech, a tongue that stutters its letters and hesitates when it encounters its desire, yet igniting the proposition of inflowing into analysis; it is accompanied by the dissatisfaction and questions that do possess their question marks; this is the ingress into analysis, into what has been until that moment without time, not because it has not been calculated but because it was infinite.

 

Many One could refer to a method, an old one, out of use- yet how can free speech be out of use: it is, when one is somehow dead, or, a mere Master attributing demands to its own echo. Lacanian Psychoanalysis does not refer to a system, neither to magic- perhaps we could, if we think of the authority of words to shape our lives; only in this sense. Psychoanalysis is not an application, neither a technique or a secret knowledge applied on a subject’s life experience- it is not even about clichés we have been exposed to throughout the decades after Freud’s discovery of the Unconscious; and certainly, it is not about being an “instead of.”

 

It is in itself, not what it is, but, what it becomes, and with each analysand the testimony is altered. Itself, it is an occurrence through which a subject constructs, or reconstructs in a different fashion, not memories, but the points of location through which subjectivity, that is, no more than being a person, is hearted: one can murmur a different kind of time, one counted with heart beats, and yet again one is to form a question. What makes a heart beat- this is not a riddle towards a biologist, for, when the subject suffering from anorexia enters analysis, what we are ethical into addressing is not the imaginary skeletal body but the obesity in the mirror- from this does the subject in question suffers. That is the geometry of motion of psychoanalysis and its flowing place within civilization.

Links to Freudian Psychoanalysis

These are a few links to other websites related to Freudian and Lacanian Psychoanalysis:

 

LACANIAN FORUM

A Forum for transmission of psychoanalysis in the Lacanian orientation, in London, UK.

 

LACANIANS IN PRAXIS

Lacanians In Praxis is a website for various Lacanian psychoanalysts offering psychoanalytic treatments, mainly in different areas of London.

 

THE SCHOOL OF THE FREUDIAN LETTER

The School of the Freudian Letter is a school of analysands dedicated in the formation of analysts and desiring subjects.

 

Cyprus Society of the SFL

The website of the Cyprus Society of the SFL.

 

LACANONLINE.COM

LacanOnline.com is a site for exploring psychoanalysis through the work of Jacques Lacan.

 

WORLD ASSOCIATION OF PSYCHOANALYSIS

This is the website of the World Association of Psychoanalysis.

 

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On the Sublimation of the Feminine Object

Within the structure there cannot be sublimation or an Act; Sublimierung is the kinesis when the object is ostracized to corral the place of the Thing, not of the letters of the patronymic name of the father and the antipodal of the second life but of the signature of the autograph of one’s’ Acts- we will not perorate of Lazarus’ legend once again: lo and behold of the thieves of the cross and perceptibly of those who have elopemented it, and, who, who could have been with the effortlessness by which a few representatives of flattery of Irish ancestry, prophets of Docetism, of those who stated with the moronic certainty of the devil that there are only two types of Acts; this retorting scientists of a Freudian praxis away and far away from life but nearer to those truths that are of intellectualism and of phrenic cowardice: there have been patients, but not analysts because the sublimation is of those objects that are masculine, quantitative in terms of the drive and the metages that are of the phallus- the real phallus is the cause because psychoanalysis is a practise of life, declared on the soil that stinks of a living Breath: lo and behold of the analysts who have never surpassed their own anxieties- lo and behold of the analysts who cure but create not the possibilities for novel formations unless those fall under the dimensional geography of the master- they have forgotten that they never ought to be lacking in zeal because they are doomed to be desiring subjects, and keep their spiritual fervour, serving the cause- until they die, not because they seek to live: life cannot be but the Verbification of the Subject of the Unconscious: this is the obol of the analysts.

 

There cannot be a real sublimation unless the object is feminine: it is at this summit of gentle holiness and loneliness that the object becomes a cause writting signifiers from letters owning nothing to jouissance but dedication to desire, for, in its empire of sublimation- drive, satisfaction that “Does not ask anything from Anyone” takes one and hopefully many away from the spells of the Other, to that infamous Being Silent who knows the ways of the Letters’ kinesis, and who cannot only read the breath like the Yogis but can actually write on its plasmatic courses and love manners: for, it is not enough to have the imaginary, or even symbolic metamorphoses of the drive- it has never been enough unless psychoanalysts have given the same oath, that is to manipulate the signifier who manipulates and the subject shifts its place in the same fundamental fantasy- this is enough for a cure but never enough, and it has never been enough, to format the pilgrimage towards the formation of analysts, where Paranoia and Pronoia, and by these I mean faith that the modern psychiatry has classified as aspects of psychosis- faith is an illness especially if it is cored on the Act of a glorious leader who can cause desire: Metousiosis is the means to the dark domains of each cause, for, the Ουσία nurtures the feminine object; and if there have been three emissions of analysts, one towards the cure, the second towards the truth, with the magnificent talents of Lacan and Bion, then there is another one that is towards the Act- certainly not for those who are fainthearted: “I know your deeds; you have a reputation of being alive, but you are dead,” because they are deeds and not Acts.

 

And to the knowing what to do with the oral object, that represents the impossibility of the identifications of the signifier to establish the hunger of love, a love that does not need the erogenous zones as Lacan clearly states in the Knowledge of the Psychoanalyst seminar, here are marked the words to the angel: “To the angel of the church in Laodicea write: The Amen, the faithful and true Witness, the Beginning of the creation of God, says this: ‘I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot; I wish that you were cold or hot, but because you are lukewarm, and neither hot nor cold, I will spit you out of  My mouth.”

 

But dear Lord, the Breath cannot be spilled, for it is that which moves and loves the Lunguage- the Πνοή του Λόγου.

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