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But What Freud Showed Us… Was That Nothing Can Be Grasped, Destroyed, Or Burnt, Except In A Symbolic Way, As One Says, In Effigie, In Absentia.

A Geometry Implies The Heterogeneity Of Locus, Namely That There Is A Locus Of The Other. Regarding This Locus Of The Other, Of One Sex As Other, As Absolute Other, What Does The Most Recent Development In Topology Allow Us To Posit?

The Real Is What Resists Symbolization Absolutely.

I Identify Myself In Language, But Only By Losing Myself In It Like An Object. What Is Realised In My History Is Not The Past Definite Of What Was, Since It Is No More, Or Even The Present Perfect Of What Has Been In What I Am, But The Future Anterior Of What I Shall Have Been For What I Am In The Process Of Becoming.

What Could Be More Convincing, Moreover, Than The Gesture Of Laying One's Cards Face Up On The Table?