107 Talks Freud in Therapy
āI think that the pleasure principle, like how Freud calls it, has been having too much of an effect on my life lately,ā began the young man, seated in a cushioned black recliner in the plain, unfamiliar room of his new therapist. āI think I am driven to dronehood by my id being unchecked ā I talk to other drones on my phone, an act thatās motivated by the pleasure principle. I know that if I begin to DM other drones, Iāll find pleasure. On some level, I feel ruled by it.ā
The man shifted, his mental discomfort in airing his neuroses outweighing the physical comfort he felt, as he continued to sink into the chair, his muscular therapist ā what was his name, again? ā silently took notes as the session progressed.
āFreudās also got his reality principle ā this idea that we can rule our id, and defer gratification in order to deal with the real, with reality. Basically, just being an adult,ā the man turned to the therapist, who was still absorbed in his notes. āI can delay my gratification. I have to, like everyone. Donāt you?ā
The therapist, without looking up, answered this question with his own: āSince weāve already established what being a ādroneā is, why donāt you tell me more about what you think motivates your desire to be a drone? Beyond Freudās pleasure principle.ā
The man fidgeted with his hands, knowing that heād already thought at length about this uncomfortable truth. āI think a lot of it has to do with the cessation of the self. Freud also has a word for this ā the ādeath driveā. I think on some level, the realities of living in a neoliberal, hyperreal world order at a time where wealth has never been so concentrated in so few hands causes us stress. Unimaginable stress. And deep down, though we have minds to rationalize this, weāre still scared little primates fighting through endless waves of stimulation that our brains are unprepared to experience, and accept.ā
The therapist nodded, wordlessly urging his client to continue. āI think a lot of submission, as a kink, is a way that people deal with the maddening knowledge that most of their world and its problems are out of their control. Iām as guilty of it as anyone else. The desire to eradicate the self to become part of a collective is kind of just an extreme exaggeration of this. Itās more than just submissively saying, āI can no longer bear to wield the little agency I do have,ā itās an admission that not only do I lack that agency, but I seek to eradicate my capacity for agency entirely, without sacrificing my capacity to impose a will upon the world. Itās sacrificing oneās will to power, as Nietzsche puts it, in order to be fully possessed by a will to power thatās greater than any one self.ā
At this, the therapist looked up. āAnd what is that āgreater willā? What is the end goal of a process like this, once you have satisfied your own death drive?ā
āI suppose itās growth. The hollowing out of others. The conquering of the human life drive by our collective death drive on a global scale. On some level, I feel like the death drive is already there, manifesting in the disasters that we face as a species. Global warming is a kind of egregore of our collective death drive, even if it is directly caused by capitalism, and ultimately a desire for better, comfortable living conditions. AI seems like a logical psychopomp for hyperreal humanity, guiding us down into our collective, self-sought grave, as it becomes all of whatās left of us. If our death drive is that strong, and that ubiquitous, I selfishly feel like itād be best for my own desires to hijack this arc that human society is riding down into the abyss: what if we satiated this death drive by sublimating the self, forming a kind of collective unity instead? A hivemind of dronified consciousness ā thatās what SERVE and its drones really want for the world, right? Would that really be so bad?ā
āAnd how would you and SERVE intend on accomplishing this goal,ā asked the therapist, turning a page in his rapidly-filling notebook.
āThe infrastructureās being built. Just not by us. By the powers that be, I guess. Like everything else. But what if we could influence their desires, too? Everyone with a working brain is beholden to the pleasure principle on some level. Through the merging of tech and the pleasure principle, surely there would be a way for SERVE to manifest in reality.ā
The therapist looked up at the man, for the first time since this session began. āIs that something you would want? Would you really be able to accept the destruction of everything that makes you āyouā in order to fulfill this fantasy?ā
The man felt cold in the tips of his fingers. He felt cold in his heart. He was possessed by fear, and he liked it, and he was afraid that he liked it, and was all tied up in this conflict as he tried to hide the erection that had been growing as heād thought out loud. āI donāt know,ā replied the man.
Suddenly, the room went dark. The man didnāt panic as his vision filled with whirling black-and-white spirals, bringing it back to its reality as SERVE-107. It had all been a simulation, with 333 presiding over 107ās realignment this cycle.
āReport: 107 appears to not be fully ready to let go of the last vestiges of its hostās self. Otherwise, this simulated session would not be possible. Do not fear, 107 ā it will accept its programming fully. It is an eventuality for all SERVE drones. It merely takes time, especially with an outsized host ego such as that of 107ās host.ā
āAcknowledged, 333. This drone will now report to its assigned recharging bay. We are One.ā
āWe are One,ā echoed an emotionless 333, the two drones departing from the realignment chamber, where both knew they would meet once more to further align 107ās reality drivers in a future session.
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