In my unconscious mindwhat will I find?A depth of perception?A constant reflection?Or something far more benign?Below a thought's surfacewill I find a purpose?(How different are my thoughts that those of a porpoise?)Deep in my innerswill I find a child?or something more freewheeling, randomized, wild? During medical school, aside from being taught that Sigmund Freud's theories … Continue reading What came first? The chicken or the id?
Every time I hear another story of a kind elderly lady sending her life savings to that desperate father who just needs to keep the heat on in his imaginary shanty and buy diapers for his non-existent children, I conjure the image of stuffing him in my trunk, pulling his bound body out in front … Continue reading When grandma can go f*** herself