Thank you Phil, Tom and John for making me laugh in response to my post in which I ask people to not apologize for their existence. Your replies most spirited. Tom, you’ve got to man up: I won’t eat you alive. And don’t worry about your toe: Will pickle it. Am sure Vienna’s Josephinum only too delighted to exhibit your extremity.
Today is Rorschach’s 129th birthday. He was good at those prints stimulating your mind. The whole story rather tedious so here is the gist: Found myself, professionally, in name of research, on set of a Freud look-a-like’s office. Circa 1980. Being handed one sheet after the other. It was fun. Fed my imagination. I saw more in those pictures than there was to see. Never engage with a Freudian. It’s limiting. All they are interested in is your sex life. My sex life was fine. With which words – once my patience ran out with the man – I got up and left.
And remember: Always concentrate on either the black OR the white. That way you’ll see far more than you ever imagined.
Hugs and kisses,