Das Herr der Lieber- Master of Love

Germany has become a nation of Peter Kurtens, the Monster of Cologne, renegade analyst who murdered adults and children.

“It’s me pursuing myself”, explains Peter.

The Nazi leaders along with the Berlin literati were involved in astrology. As Alma says, “A woman can pray in many places.” Kafka, good friend to Werfel, was mad at Franz for his portrayal of Dr. Gross.

“Die Sunde Wider Das Blut” (“The Sin of the Blood”) was a popular Nazi novel.

Martin Luther is pondering God’s sex life wondering if He makes love like a Jew. The German nation’s neurosis reaches levels of orgiastic psychosis. Why were all Luther’s children looking like Jews when his wives were all Aryans?

“Hitler stole the orgasm from the German people. Only orgasm can bring true democracy to the Fourth Reich.” Gunter Grass.

The matriarchy is socialistic, the patriarchy corporate fascist.

Fascism’s roots date back to the evolutionary shift from asexual towards sexual reproduction.

Insects remain matriarchal even as the industrial human enjoys the bounty of SUV corporate consumerism while Johnny comes riding home a crippled war neurotic.

I’ve made the choice to become a writer instead of a psychoanalyst. There’s no money to be made in philosophy. Universities are out of the question for new thinkers.

Hitler knew that philosophy was unreadable. Of Rosenberg, the author of the 20th Century, his myths were clever but who can understand them? Of Nietzsche, no matter what Baumler writes, I like the man.

The decline of the west and the First World War stole Hitler’s orgasm. Nietzsche and Hemingway advocated the Dionysian as the creative force for art through the irrational means of recurrence.

Hemingway’s distilled hemlock was his path to Dionysian orgies of creativity. Hemingway told me on one of those long ocean cruises that the only difference between the writer and the reader is the bottle. Only through an altered state can mankind grasp the realities of daily life. Nietzsche, bottle in hand, dances naked in his bedroom singing Bohemian folk songs. Declaring himself a free Christian, Nietzsche enters the rehab ward seeking Freud’s cures.

Challenging another curist, Freud’s cabal set their sights on Wilhelm Reich of Organstrasse. Reich’s miracle cure posed a threat to the cabal of the couch. He accused the Freudian Karen Horney of intellectual theft and slander.

Horney writes: “He’s a little out there for me. I knew his second wife, a dancer in the Staatsoper.

I was encouraged to have affairs with other men while he dressed children in steel wool orgone shirts. I never understood why he traveled with an orphanage.”

In years to come we will get to find out where Reich hid his weapons against the Coca Cola neo-fascist State about which he wrote, ‘pornography has provided the orgasm in an altered form, a sinister grandma and grandpa dominatrix.’