The Problems Are Many The Answer Is Simple

When the wind, Orgone, in us rises to the surface, I am reminded how simple life can be; like a kite moving, the wind in the sails.

Except for most of us the horror of childbirth blocks the flow of Orgone, instead depresses the Orgone and freezes the movement, producing a shield that Dr. Reich called armor. The Orgone locks for many reasons: first not to feel the horror that produced the depression and secondly as a child it is the only form of protection available. Not experiencing one's environment begins a protection like waiting for the storm to pass before going out. Paradoxically that frozen diminished life also produces an anger that must be expressed in some way. Addiction is often the only way to release that held in anger.
Not only does your armor use your energy it also shields the realization that your original needs will never be met. This instinct allows the child to survive.

When the abuse continues than the catastrophic problem is that we ultimately believe that this frozen state is normal. Later when your an adult the held in Orgone will often unlock spontaneously and you'll be inappropriate. Often our only answer in our search for answers is sadly addiction. The desire to feel alive, to feel some release, to feel the Orgone move in our body is so frustrated that addiction seems satisfying. The journey to realization is complicated and without the help of a Orgone Therapist tragic.
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Armor

Armor is a term I throw around allot. Dr Reich used it to describe
The hardened musculature. The problem I had with understanding
how armor affected me was that armor for most of us begins
when your a baby. Armor happens instinctively. Simply one tightens one's
muscles to protect oneself. Armor gives a form of protection. Not acted on becomes forgotten and
the armor becomes unconscious, and when I am unconscious
I just don't believe armor ever happened. I didn't want to let go of the
constricted muscles because first off it was a habit, and secondly it allowed me to disappear.
Slow down the movement of energy in the body and not only are you out
of touch but also have too much energy centered in the mind. Dr.Reich
spent much of his life helping patients reestablish their energetic flow through the body.



Armor

I sit sweating in the humidity.
Now alone I read the coming attractions.
Playgrounds need sand, swings and screaming children.
When I left the nest there was panic, and work and
Sometimes love, sometimes fulfillment.

The theater is empty, the chairs are stacked and
Heavy, the exit sign is burning.
The buzz is getting louder.
I am looking for the way out, the silent
Scream that stitches me closed.
The lion that lies within.

Try Out

I've been concentrating on writing a poetry cycle.
Basically four parts. It is based on Wilhelm Reichs
4 part cycle.



The Orgone Way

When all my hopes and plans
Fall apart, and all my desires are
Crushed. When my body shrinks
My hands shake, my vision blurs,
No friends to be found, family becomes
Strangers, than I know I will take the
Time to say how fortunate I am.
Fuel for my rage, fuel for my anger,
Fuel for my grief. Fuel for becoming
One with the Orgone.