"Between an irresistible force and an immovable object." Desire flows; the reality principle is the resistance to the flow; repression is resistance to the flow of desire. To get real is to repress desire; there is no unrepressed reality. To create order in the midst of chaos is repress the pointless, directionless, wild flow of desire. What I fear is not the void, but rather the wilderness of desire. The human family is the systematic protection from the wilderness of desire.

The members of the human family depend upon each other to maintain and perpetuate the boundary between the family body and the wilderness. It is not something once done and then complete, but a continuous, on-going process, or, project. There are continuous breaches of the fractal boundary, the wilderness continuously intrudes.

The wilderness abides while the family comes and goes. The fantastic organs stop working and the person falls apart. The death of the person is the death of the family; the person is always "mommy-daddy-me." What stops, starts again, and what starts, stops again. How do I approach this wilderness from which I came, and which I now sense approaching me?