Ταξιδιωτικές Εντυπώσεις

When Nietzsche met Freud

One fine day, somewhere in the Sahara desert, Nietzsche meets Freud by the spring of a green oasis. Both men had been lost and were wandering in the desert for quite a while. They hadn't spoken to anyone for days and it was hard to tell what was thirstier, their throat or their mind. Thus, it was naturally impossible to avoid a little chat taking place between them.

On that time, dr. Liber was working as a tribal witch doctor to the service of a deaf and blind wise-old-man, who happened to be the great grandson of Hassan-i-Sabbah, living self-exiled in this very same remote oasis. Apparently, there were no tape recorders around and the doctor was unable to record their talk. But the casual verbal exchange of the two men was effortlessly echoed through the moving stillness of midday desert winds, so dr. Liber could easily write everything down on his notebook.

And their subliminally inspiring words were precisely as such:

F: Do you wanna fuck your mother?
N: No, I've killed my mother.
F: And did she die?
N: Alas, no. She only got stronger.
F: Hm, I see...
N: She got so fuckin' strong that she's not sexy anymore.
F: So, is this why you keep jerking off?
N: I never jerk off, dude. I just go mad sometimes.
F: In the middle of the desert, too?
N: Well, I kinda like desserts more than the main dish but I can really go mad for a glass of sweet red wine.
F: Ah, in that case...
N: Let's have a coke and a smile?
F: No. Let's change topic.
N: Sure.
F: ..............
N: Nice weather, isn't it?
F: Not bad for a rainy day.
N: But, hey, the sun is shining bright and burning hot right now!
F: Well, that's exactly what I mean.

Then, Nietzsche and Freud got on the back of their camels and rode away, each to a different direction.

(An excerpt from "The Tutorial Files of Dr. Liber", Vol. III, pp 106-107)