Burried

Buried 

Forgotten breath.

Unrequited signs.

Retribution buried.

No clear path.

Finding the rhythm,

Economy of breath.

Pulled, woken by another

Hand.

I hear angels crying..

Gladîator

Gladiator One For The Mick


In Memory of Alfred Schweitzman





The banging of the black iron fence

Recalls my childhood. On my toes looking into

The bathroom mirror. The part

Must be straight.

Cowboy boots, new Levi Jeans,

Cowboy hat: I was ready for action.

Downstairs no one listens.

Outside the air cold pure,

Like it was for the dinosaurs.

My club, a stick, I use to rattle

The iron fence. My hair blows in the wind.

Little boy with your shiny brown

Hair I hear you crying.

I’ll be good; I’ll be good God.

The rain came and it bubbled in

The gutter. The bubbling

No more rain, too bad.



My mother not once

Comes to say goodnight;

That’s dad’s job.

The night the aerie hum begins.

Who are those heads floating out

Of the locked closet?

Hearing voices I crawl.

Outside my sisters room. I

Watch through a mirror.

My mother studies my sister

At three A.M. telling her men

Only want sex.

Talking props.

Now my mother waits for me at the

Door. I shrink.



The gatling stick on the iron fence

Accompanies me. Leaves are falling,

I kick them.

Meeting your friends helps.

Alfie yelling out his window

He’ll be down. Shelly’s there and Joel

And Nat and Allen : our rogue family.

Each has his own guiding star.


The Mick is pulling me to

The schoolyard.

The Mick’s speed, strength:

A river of power. He knows

The taping ritual. He saviors

 

The batting box where the pain leaves.

The Mick’s beatific smile

Never reveals his injuries;

Thousands roar. Pain no more.

Spartacus with a bat.



The boy saw it like the moon.

He smacked it with his bat.

A whirlwind of power could change everything.

Gladiators never die.

My troop is waiting for me,

And the staccato of the iron fence.

Dr. Wilhelm Reich

I am adding a update on this post because the title makes it seem like I'll be writing about Dr. Reich. I am writing about how his therapy he developed changed my life. Though as an introduction I'll heartily recommend one of his great books, Character Analysis, third edition, for me it's The Bible of our times: it is the treatise for 21 Century Psychological Therapy but also the therapy of the future, Orgone Therapy.

There is way too much for me too say, and I am chagrined, embarrassed to even begin to review Dr. Reich's book. Suffice it to say that I am a Jail House Reichian. What that means is Dr. Reich's work saved my life, and I can go on and on about the work. 

Addiction is better than being depressed, in fact addiction temporarily relieves depression. Now one feels good, alive and let us not question results, and addiction takes root. Relieving depression means you feel pleasure. Orgone has been moved and the anxiety also feels relieved. Not only is the addictive state blocking anxiety but also feels comfortable. Good chance the addictive feeling reminds one of a childhood feeling of safety.

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Being an adult one goes out and seeks pleasurable experiences. The search causes some trepidation and fear. Feeling especially vulnerable, causes a falling back into controlling your fear by choosing an addictive pursuit. 
Addiction often feels like you have acted correctly until the addictive substance wears off.

Let your unrestricted breathing be your addiction. Be prepared to experience the full yin and yang of life. Why is the addictive state better than breathing and relationship? The armor is holding the Orgone from moving outward. Once upon a time the armor formed to block out horrible experience.  Addictive substances are used to feel pleasure without the memories of the trauma. We like the addiction.

We all ran from the abuse once and to experience the abuse as an adult is still as difficult; perhaps more difficult because you have to expunge the past and we fight like hell not to. That is why you have millions of people going around saying it is not necessary to be in therapy. Remove the addiction and one will experience awareness of what caused you to choose addiction. Flush the addiction away too quickly and panic will arrive.

The movement of Orgone in the body for the addicted is invisible. The compelling nature of addiction is the need for the addictive state. Addiction is a wall that protects the person from experiencing truly feeling. Addiction feels better than confused, depressed state but only as long as the addiction lasts. Than one is back to being flat or anxious etc. Not only are you concerned with anxiety but also the murderous response when you tell the abuser how pissed you are with affect. The armor is a double edge sword;:protects  you, keeps you safe and murders your own feelings.

Here is the horrible rub addiction is a horrible habit that seems to solve a problem. The excitement from the addictive choice moves the Orgone and excites the person. If one can choose therapy and the practice of learning about how Orgone moves in your body than inch by inch one can slowly drop the addiction.

One of Dr. Reich's colleagues, Dr. Sharaf said, when one is feeling different and one is working on changing, that new feeling will be uncomfortable but you will know your on the right track. Expansion of Orgone will bring new directions and better choices to your life. Dr. Reich's life was a living monument that loved human's potential. Dr. Reich worked feverishly to bring healing to humanity. He understood the immense yearnings that were squashed by modern cultures complexity and discovered ways to illuminate the difficult journey of awareness. Instead of being celebrated he was persecuted.

I read Character Analysis periodically when I feel confused, worried and the book never fails to refocus me. The third edition is Dr. Reich's up to date info on Orgone, the energy that Dr. Reich finally utilized late in his therapy, and research. Dr. Wolfe the translator worked closely with Dr. Reich. My favorite chapter is The Schizophrenic Split. Dr. Reich explains through careful sessions with his patient the etiology of the schizophrenic split.

Why is Dr. Reich still maligned? Human misery seeks release and the one eyed in a blind world is murdered for reminding them of being crippled. Today we are fortunate to read Dr. Reich's work and appreciate and relish his amazing detailed genius