Oedipus who?

For Freud, the human race is a bunch of egocentric maniacs who wish to kill their fathers and live happily ever after in bed with their mothers. But the genius of our species is our ability to cover these conspiracies up within our mind, before creating a dystopian reality fit for an Anthony Burgess novel. Our mind, consisting of the main conscience and the subconscious is where we filter these primal urges to fit the face of societal norms. But to the coke snorting psychoanalyst, our subconscious was more influential than we’ve previously thought. Arguing the whole idea of ‘I think therefore I exist’ Freud contested that this wasn’t necessarily so, that ‘human reason is not master in its house’. He firmly believed that our subconscious was the driver of the car; that even though we may not in reality be stabbing our fathers and bedding our mothers we seek in our relationships and in other aspects of our lives what our subconscious really desires. We marry the woman with qualities like our mother or we date men who make us feel safe like our father; all in perfect accord of the super ego’s approval. But whether we live in total light of our ego or id, we’ll all be spending the rest of our days trying to replace the phallus and having nightmares of castration.