The monster at the edge of the map—the cannibal, the witch, the incestuous parent, the terrorist—is a projection of our own internal forbidden desires. By casting those desires outward and punishing the monster, we reassure ourselves of our own virtue. The primal taboo is the fence that keeps the void at bay. But it is a fragile fence.
Want to go deeper? Try journaling on one area where you feel irrational disgust or shame—and ask: Is this protecting me, or is this primal?"
Some doors are closed for a reason. Others are closed so we’ll want to open them. 🔥
: Jealous of the father's power and sexual monopoly, the band of brothers united to kill and consume him.