Reviews for Through sex to love

The average rating for Through sex to love based on 2 reviews is 3.5 stars.

Review # 1 was written on 2012-04-07 00:00:00 Joseph Mcmillan I showed an excerpt of Freud's writing to my friend over lunch earlier this afternoon. The excerpt read like this: Contact between the child and its carer is, for the child, an endlessly flowing source of sexual stimulation and satisfaction of erogenous zones, particularly since the carer'more generally the mother'bestows upon the child feelings derived from her sexual life, stroking, kissing and rocking the child, and quite clearly taking it as substitute for fully valid sexual object. My friend gasped and immediately shook her head in denial, 'No, no, no, no...' Well, read more and you will soon realise that everything that you've believed in, since you were a wee kid, is not what you think it is anymore. Every time you look at mothers breastfeeding her baby you will think of everything but motherly or pure love. Suddenly you're not that naive and innocent person you know anymore. That's why I believe reading Freud when you are younger than 21 will cause distress and great hazard for your mental and physical health (yes, worse than cigarettes). Therefore if I were the president of the country, I'd place Freud works in a special, locked cabinet and label it something like READING FREUD SERIOUSLY HARMS YOU AND OTHERS AROUND YOU. To buy one one would need to show his I.D. at his own peril. Ask my friends, whom I called at 2 in the morning on daily basis, how neurotic I was in the month of March. I couldn't stop thinking about stuff like, Where do children come from? What differentiate a male and a female? Is there such thing called pure love? Is all love sexual? Well, fuck you Freud, you think too much; give it a rest. But then he would say something like this, Above all, the small child is without shame, and at certain periods in its early years shows an unambiguous pleasure in revealing its body, particularly emphasizing the sexual parts. The complement to this tendency, the curiosity to see other people's genitals, probably only becomes apparent rather later in childhood, when the obstacle of the feeling of shame has already become fairly well developed. That's it, I'm not sleeping. People think Freud only thinks about sex. In my opinion, yes, he does. But that doesn't mean it's wrong. To think of it, many of his writings are true in nature. Even I feel it. But it's so upsetting that he has to mix things up, like parental love and sexual love. I mean, there are reasons not to mix them up for God's sake! One of them would be moral issues. But this guy just comes in full-steam, blasts the separator wall, and there you go: everything is sexual in nature. We are just sex slaves, sex animals. Once you learn it, it would be very hard to unlearn it (this is a word of warning), and I imagine many people would upset themselves to read things that would keep them awake at night, and think less of society. WHY? What for? WHAT FOR? THAT MAKES THE BOOK! OK I'll stop complaining now. Save yourself, don't read this. But if I say that, you'd want to read it. So, yeah, go ahead and read it. It's knowledge anyway; very tempting, just like the Apple of Eden, that once you've had it, usually you'd be in the point of no return'you'd fall. But look at the bright side'at least you know the truth. It's unsettling and disturbing, but that's what usually the truth is.

Review # 2 was written on 2015-07-03 00:00:00 Anthony Gould We are not in a position to give so much as a hint as to the causes of these temporal disturbances of the process of development. A prospect opens before us at this point upon a whole phalanx of biological and perhaps, too, of historical problems of which we have not even come within striking distance. I admire Freud in a similar way to that which I encounter Augustine. Despite glaring mistakes, there is a pellucid grace to the prose. The reasoning in a local sense is wonderful, despite the conclusions being wrong. It always is an instance of application. The layered nature of conclusions is compelling in these Three Essays, the footnotes allude to the editing, insertion and omission which Freud adjusted his thoughts, all the while admitting that he was lost in the weeds and that we were all damaged goods The taxonomy of inversion and perversion is a ticklish curiosity. Such must have been dangerously transgressive at the time. Kinsey eventually told everyone that there isn't a normal and that we should all relax and self-medicate. I read this as to bolster myself for further exploration and spelunking into Irigaray and Derrida