Trifecta: Week Seventy Five ~ A door slammed shut.

As I was walking, one hot summer afternoon, through the deserted streets of a provincial town in Italy which was unknown to me, I found myself in a quarter of whose character I could not long remain in doubt. Nothing but painted women were to be seen at the windows of the small houses, and I hastened to leave the narrow street at the next turning. But after having wandered about for a time without enquiring my way, I suddenly found myself back in the same street, where my presence was now beginning to excite attention. I hurried away once more, only to arrive by another detour at the same place yet a third time. Now, however, a feeling overcame me which I can only describe as uncanny, and I was glad enough to find myself back at the piazza I had left a short while before, without any further voyages of discovery.  – Freud in the essay  Uncanny (describing a dream of his).

Freud analyzed his dream and began to suspect that there might be some complicity between his psyche and the cosmos; or the cosmos was manufacturing experiences independently and targeting them at him.

He firmly closed the door on his thought for if he had accepted – what he suspected, his theory of psychosexual development would automatically be proved wrong.

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A Narrow Street (Photo credit: A.Davey)