"...the thingness of something becomes apparent when it is no longer functioning as it did before or it becomes dysfunctional or if it appears in an unexpected place..."
sometimes i think the function of dreams is to let you know that you’re not dead, otherwise you’d keep waking up, petrified — that is if you’re afraid of death and rupert everett isn’t. he feels excited by “the prospect of the actual thing finishing off”.
i clicked on this because of the clickable headline and actually it has some pretty funny bits in it, everett is irreverent as fuck and i always think it’s interesting when people deny that therapy could be of any use whatsoever and then in the next sentence unconsciously reveal why it might in fact be useful for them. i guess some people don’t want to understand themselves better and that is a basic human right.
but his relationship with death is more complex than the headline suggests. he longs for it because he wants to be reincarnated as a tree. “i’m rather off human beings to be honest, in general.” omg yes, but believing in reincarnation is the denial of death. it is like a dream. you are dreaming! but we could talk about that in your next sess… oh never mind.