Those things which seem to drive the conscious world,
from the “imaginary,” that place or order (within what is known as Lacanian terms as
registers), are there to motivate or even frighten one into a place of carrying
on, or of traversing the lived-out space of one’s conscious reality Whether or not one is frightened by a flash
of fear or goes about life driven by other motivational forces or propensities,
the imaginary is filled with thought to be expectations, experiences, or
perspectives of the other or others. It
is too likely that one would experience affective worlds and emotional realms
which are the internally perceived visions and thoughts of the other. The perceptions about the other’s or others’
as not being real is a hoax, when it is the experience of many that they don’t
know what drives them either in the world of dreams or the world of the felt,
tactile, kinesthetic and actualized experience. The imaginary order or register captures the
forces that propel individuals into life and away from some unreal pattern of
behaviors that are affected by a real world.
The imaginary is just as real yet not “unreal,” the effect that it has
on the order or disorder of life. The
flash of light that can startle one into the motions of life seems at time either
capricious or nondirective as it can be, yet pushes me to yearn for and expect
to participate in the presumed fate it has nudged me toward. So that is what I am left with, in essence a yearning,
not for a specificity or known world of fact, but a world of imagined intents and
expectations of the other(s). Within me
resides something from without which I cannot express in language, yet is very
much linked to a law or grammar of its own.
The drive I have can at times feel lax or at times might be experienced
as directive. But, as Heidegger would have it, this “anxiety” which drives
people to the “authentic self” some transpersonal ideal self, the ideal ego, to
use Lacanian terms, is imbibed in to order our life.
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