Gazing awry at the world into the abyss, this is the uncharted terrain of the future. Navigating the chasms, heading forever onwards, fuelled by an anticipatory excitement, who doesn’t search for the anamorphic objet petit a? Nostalgia grows at the kernel of life’s perpetual loss. Equipped to vanquish! Seizing each moment with entrancement and resilience, each stride reveals complexities of being…That was before my quest to understand Lacan and this pseudo-status as a breast cancer yogi. Join my journey into the fray where the social-mind, the body and the unconscious come together in writing to form the fourth ring in the Borromean Knot. Maybe Kancer will give us an ans(w)er.

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