labyrinth

Some treasure waits. This is where you will probably die. The only true treasure is to escape with your life. I hope you remembered to mark your way, leave a life line or some such.

What ever psychoanalysis might say do not be tempted to face down the medusa. She waits writhing deadly to turn at least your heart to stone, she who's children can only emerge at her death.

All those strange sexual fantasies dumped into the cellars and attics of your mind. Do not even hint of them to friends or therapists and especially not to lovers - lovers are not at all likely to be charmed by them. They have junk filled attics and cellars of their own, guarded by their own bastard beasts.

Eros

Thanatos

Erotica
Repression

Bestiality
Denial

Infanticide

Betrayal

	Some treasure waits. This is where you will probably die. The only true treasure is to escape with your life. I hope you remembered to mark your way, leave a life line or some such.
What ever psychoanalysis might say do not be tempted to face down the medusa. She waits writhing deadly to turn at least your heart to stone, she who's children can only emerge at her death.
	All those strange sexual fantasies dumped into the cellars and attics of your mind. Do not even hint of them to friends or therapists and especially not to lovers - lovers are not at all likely to be charmed by them. They have junk filled attics and cellars of their own, guarded by their own bastard beasts.