I respect Carl Jung
Despite my critique -or my nasty, distasteful, awful, horrible, terrible, disgusting, nauseating words of mine- to the so-called “psychologists” and the so-called “psychiatrists”, Outosego respects Carl Jung. Outosego has reasons. Outosego will explain the reasons in an upcoming post, or article.
The rest -of the so-called “colleagues” of his- are just another joke. You don’t have to agree with me on this. No, dear, you don’t have to agree with me. This blog is my home. This is my living room. And my living room has a bookcase. Actually, i don’t have a living room, i have a bookcase for a living room. I suspect the same thing happens to you, to have a bookcase for a living room.
And my living room is full of written speech. Full of words, dear. And, sometimes, i don’t have to read the words. I hear the voices, dear. Ideal and unique voices. They tell me their stories. And they don’t have to keep their secrets, a secret, anymore.
Ps : Take care and enjoy, dear friends. Thank you for passing by, and for your comments, and for liking Outosego. Let me play a song.