History of the signs on the wall that had the character of the poet HD (Hilda Doolittle, 1886-1961) and that she has in a short book on Freud: Tribute to Freud.
"Now I will talk about these signs on the wall, as for the Professor Freud, who analyzed in 1930 - were the 'symptoms' more dangerous, or rather the only symptom dangerous. "
"Now I will talk about these signs on the wall, as for the Professor Freud, who analyzed in 1930 - were the 'symptoms' more dangerous, or rather the only symptom dangerous. "
" The series of images of shade, or better light, I saw projected on the wall of a hotel room on the Ionian island of Corfu, around the end of April 1920 for its quality and intensity, clarity and authenticity, is classifiable in the same mental category it belongs to the dream of Pharaoh's daughter, Princess coming down the stairs. "
HD came to Corfu next to a young acquaintance. Previously explained how the previous year, in 1919, was found close to losing health and life. "The material and spiritual weight to get me out of this terrible situation," says, "fell on a young woman he had known little. His nickname is Bryher. "Bryher
organized a trip for two to Greece," wanted to take the land, spiritually and geographically, and dreamed I preferred. "
"Maybe the trip to Greece I did this spring could have been interpreted as an escape from reality. And perhaps the experiences I had in that room could have been interpreted as another leak, a leak of the leak. Either way on the wall had wings. "
According to the interpretation of Professor vision of the signs on the wall signified his desire remain attached to the mother.
"I must say I never had a similar experience and had never again. I saw an indistinct assume a spot on the wall. "" It was a blurred human figure but was anyway an image of light-though barely distinguish-and not a shadow image. "
The vision then becomes becomes more precise and before the attentive eyes, stationary HD: "But at this point I pause, or is my hand that makes, as if a problem arises regarding the meaning or direction to give these symbols."
"I wonder if I should, or maybe if not dangerous, to continue this experience, this experiment. Because the head is already warning me (though they can not have spent more than a few minutes to watch the images take body) that is very unusual mental dimension, which is very unusual this way of thinking, and it is possible that my brain and mind are not up to the situation. "
she reconstructs this fact away, says the opinion given by Freud in 1930 and thinks that perhaps the Professor was right, maybe it was truly a" dangerous symptom. " She has always tried an "inspiration", the poetic inspiration in its purest vision of "writing that writes itself. "
" But it's not easy to keep this mood, this 'symptom' or this inspiration. And here I am, sitting in this room with Bryher, the friend who brought me to Greece. Now I can speak to him, although I do not move an inch and have not stopped staring at the crystal sphere which is the wall in front of me. "On the wall there have been some tell-imágenes' Bryher. In a Initially I thought it would be shadows, but they are shadows, are images of light. represent fairly simple objects, but naturally it's a very strange phenomenon. If I want I can look away when I think, is only question of concentration. What do you think? Should I stop or should I continue? Bryher answered without hesitation: "Go."
But the vision is disturbed, the disturbance is displayed in a mass of black spots and buzzing phones.
"... I know people and I was irritated, but did not hate the people and not fed resentment toward anyone. He had met people exceptionally gifted and delicious. I had been treated with much attention or despised me, but the fact of receiving care or have been looked did not matter against the most serious problems: the face of life against death. (There given birth to my daughter and I was still alive.) And yet, strangely, I knew these signs on the wall in front of me, the experience I was doing, I could not share with them: he could not share it with anyone other than the girl who so bravely stood by my side. And this girl had told me without hesitation: "Go ahead." It was she who actually had detachment and integrity Pithia of Delphi. But it was me (in such disrepair and so separated from my American relatives and my English friends), it was I who saw the pictures and read these signs or, if you will, that was me who had been granted insight . Or, in a sense, these Images of 'saw' together, because without it, I must admit, he could not continue. "
" turned off 'switch,' interrupted 'the flow' before the appearance of the final image before (might say) to take place the explosion. But deep within me I'm sorry I had enough, or maybe a little too much, Bryher, which has continued waiting with me, continues to 'read' from the point where I quit. Then I said had not seen anything on the wall, until I took the head in his hands. He had been close to me, patient, perplexed, and certainly very worried and anxious about my condition, for this mood of mine. But when I relaxed when I let go, mentally and physically exhausted, Bryher saw that I had not seen: the last section of the concluding number or symbol. "
" Bryher told me he saw a circle similar to the solar disk with a figure inside, which, she said, was that of a man in the act of reaching out to bring the sun, beside him, a female figure (my Nike). "
Nike, or Victory, is the last of the figures appearing on the wall and the author described it in detail: "It's an angel with common features of the type you can see on Christmas cards or Easter. Is made of light as the three previous figures, also called "my three letters," but unlike the latter is not a static image or flat: moving in space, a space not circumscribed, and is not crushed against wall, but rises up as if it were sliding on the surface of the wall. It is a moving picture and hopefully a swift motion. Not that it really fast, but has a constant flow that at least gives a bit of rest to mind, now is as if he had escaped the bars of the staircase [Nike appeared just before] and had ceased to climb, imprisoned not more in that cage, but free and winged ... "
" The desire to be close to my mother is the interpretation that the Professor gave the figurative writing. "" You can read or interpreted as a repressed desire to deliver 'signs and prophecies' prohibited violate any rule, the repressed desire to be a prophet. "" Either of these signs on the wall are just an extension of the artist's mind, writing a poem or figuratively illustrated, stolen from the actual dream content the one with eyes open and projected from within. "
* From the Italian translation I segni sul wall
HD came to Corfu next to a young acquaintance. Previously explained how the previous year, in 1919, was found close to losing health and life. "The material and spiritual weight to get me out of this terrible situation," says, "fell on a young woman he had known little. His nickname is Bryher. "Bryher
organized a trip for two to Greece," wanted to take the land, spiritually and geographically, and dreamed I preferred. "
"Maybe the trip to Greece I did this spring could have been interpreted as an escape from reality. And perhaps the experiences I had in that room could have been interpreted as another leak, a leak of the leak. Either way on the wall had wings. "
According to the interpretation of Professor vision of the signs on the wall signified his desire remain attached to the mother.
"I must say I never had a similar experience and had never again. I saw an indistinct assume a spot on the wall. "" It was a blurred human figure but was anyway an image of light-though barely distinguish-and not a shadow image. "
The vision then becomes becomes more precise and before the attentive eyes, stationary HD: "But at this point I pause, or is my hand that makes, as if a problem arises regarding the meaning or direction to give these symbols."
"I wonder if I should, or maybe if not dangerous, to continue this experience, this experiment. Because the head is already warning me (though they can not have spent more than a few minutes to watch the images take body) that is very unusual mental dimension, which is very unusual this way of thinking, and it is possible that my brain and mind are not up to the situation. "
she reconstructs this fact away, says the opinion given by Freud in 1930 and thinks that perhaps the Professor was right, maybe it was truly a" dangerous symptom. " She has always tried an "inspiration", the poetic inspiration in its purest vision of "writing that writes itself. "
" But it's not easy to keep this mood, this 'symptom' or this inspiration. And here I am, sitting in this room with Bryher, the friend who brought me to Greece. Now I can speak to him, although I do not move an inch and have not stopped staring at the crystal sphere which is the wall in front of me. "On the wall there have been some tell-imágenes' Bryher. In a Initially I thought it would be shadows, but they are shadows, are images of light. represent fairly simple objects, but naturally it's a very strange phenomenon. If I want I can look away when I think, is only question of concentration. What do you think? Should I stop or should I continue? Bryher answered without hesitation: "Go."
But the vision is disturbed, the disturbance is displayed in a mass of black spots and buzzing phones.
"... I know people and I was irritated, but did not hate the people and not fed resentment toward anyone. He had met people exceptionally gifted and delicious. I had been treated with much attention or despised me, but the fact of receiving care or have been looked did not matter against the most serious problems: the face of life against death. (There given birth to my daughter and I was still alive.) And yet, strangely, I knew these signs on the wall in front of me, the experience I was doing, I could not share with them: he could not share it with anyone other than the girl who so bravely stood by my side. And this girl had told me without hesitation: "Go ahead." It was she who actually had detachment and integrity Pithia of Delphi. But it was me (in such disrepair and so separated from my American relatives and my English friends), it was I who saw the pictures and read these signs or, if you will, that was me who had been granted insight . Or, in a sense, these Images of 'saw' together, because without it, I must admit, he could not continue. "
" turned off 'switch,' interrupted 'the flow' before the appearance of the final image before (might say) to take place the explosion. But deep within me I'm sorry I had enough, or maybe a little too much, Bryher, which has continued waiting with me, continues to 'read' from the point where I quit. Then I said had not seen anything on the wall, until I took the head in his hands. He had been close to me, patient, perplexed, and certainly very worried and anxious about my condition, for this mood of mine. But when I relaxed when I let go, mentally and physically exhausted, Bryher saw that I had not seen: the last section of the concluding number or symbol. "
" Bryher told me he saw a circle similar to the solar disk with a figure inside, which, she said, was that of a man in the act of reaching out to bring the sun, beside him, a female figure (my Nike). "
Nike, or Victory, is the last of the figures appearing on the wall and the author described it in detail: "It's an angel with common features of the type you can see on Christmas cards or Easter. Is made of light as the three previous figures, also called "my three letters," but unlike the latter is not a static image or flat: moving in space, a space not circumscribed, and is not crushed against wall, but rises up as if it were sliding on the surface of the wall. It is a moving picture and hopefully a swift motion. Not that it really fast, but has a constant flow that at least gives a bit of rest to mind, now is as if he had escaped the bars of the staircase [Nike appeared just before] and had ceased to climb, imprisoned not more in that cage, but free and winged ... "
" The desire to be close to my mother is the interpretation that the Professor gave the figurative writing. "" You can read or interpreted as a repressed desire to deliver 'signs and prophecies' prohibited violate any rule, the repressed desire to be a prophet. "" Either of these signs on the wall are just an extension of the artist's mind, writing a poem or figuratively illustrated, stolen from the actual dream content the one with eyes open and projected from within. "
* From the Italian translation I segni sul wall
Extracted from:
http://mitakuyeoyasinn.blogspot.com/2007/09/libreria-delle-donne-di-milano.html
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http://mitakuyeoyasinn.blogspot.com/2007/09/libreria-delle-donne-di-milano.html
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