TE16 Turkish Delight

Zeynep Çolakğlu without you realizing it. We’ve crossed paths with you at Iğneada. I had to take your mind off to different shores. I’ve created a new pastbycloudingyourmindwithmyherbalmixtures,andthusIwas your only close friend left in your state of trance, in the inexistent depths of your mind. Haven’t you realized that you’re the tragic heroin of this story? You’re the slave of your instincts and most of all your rage. You, yourself is not the thing that makes this a tragic story. It has taken a tragic turn since your desires began damaging you and your ambitions became unbearable. You’re the one who asked to lose your life to find it. This was a rather convenient environment for me. But you’re the one who found and dug me out from the damp cistern I was stuck in. Then, you buried me into the depths of your mind and then internalized me. I’m a part of your sorrow. You’re despotic and enraged because of the frustration you encountered in this life. It wouldn’t be like this if you didn’t assume that you had power over your life. Isn’t it, that frustration, like a faith? For the sake of not changing, you even ventured destroying yourself. All this writing a book business is about you going after the “lacking”. Just think, what haven’t you sacrificed to identify it… You left that quiet town in Anatolia and your work and came to Istanbul, you turned to the dark pages of history, you lost the only person in your life that loved you, that tolerated you, the bridge you’ve built overturned your life completely. You’ve unearthed everything “lacking” about yourself that you’ve been wondering. The ideal person in your mind, Sintom, is nothing but a mendacious solution you’ve invented to make up for the feeling of frustration. He is a royal road to the unconscious . 5 That’s why it was easy to take possession of you.

5. Freud defines dreams as the “royal road to the unconscious.” 258