The doctor becomes impatient with you. You are sick too long and come too often—his pride is offended. He feels guilty. He resents you and is sick of your pawing.

Now you hate him more but you feel guilty for it, so you try to get better to please him—but you only make yourself worse, and your need for him increases. The doctor resents you more, now it’s his turn to feel guilty and he tries harder to help you—you both continue to get worse.

Round and round you go. You may even be secretly aware that he likes you for being sick, so you may even pretend to be sicker than you are to get the security your ego needs.

All that happens in analysis is a transference or shifting of dependence from the parent to the “healer.” Our need for anyone gives others the power to destroy us. Some of us grow up to play god as doctor, priest, business tycoon or politician. But since most of us fail, we must remain content to be the “children of god.”

That is to say, we use “our parent” as children try to do to tend to our psychic needs and little hurts—and enjoy being spoiled rotten in the process.

Look around and see what happens to the fool who seeks emotional security. First, he cops out to his wife who turns out to be his boss, god or even father figure.

His employer plays the female game to the hilt— that is, he offers him the sky and builds up his ego sense of importance, then takes him for all he is worth and, when he is all used up, spent and incompetent, and no longer useful to him, he fires him (“divorce”).

The buck finally passes “up” to the top of the totem pole of human wretchedness, as political salvation for big business, and the whole mess eventually is dominated by a dictator who lives at the expense of all.

It’s hell from the top down—each person corrupting and exploiting his inferior: psychically, mentally, emotionally and financially. Since we need to find security through a parental equivalent, why not return to our true parent-consciousness deep within?

We could do worse! The problem shared by the entire human race has a common root, one that is seeded in infancy. An unspeakable parasitic “thing” is transmitted to each generation like an ancient family curse.

"This proclivity to play god means that each of us wished to be the only consciousness in the universe."

As parents, we are mysteriously unaware of the scourge we carry. This “thing” infects every human spirit almost from the moment of birth. And while it lives in us it causes untold suffering, sickness, old age and a premature death in quiet or overt agony.

Through it our identity is changed, and even as we start to grow we also start to deteriorate into something that provides a sort of emotional vitality (security) for that “thing” in our parents, who were the hapless victims of that same “thing” in their own parents.

To respond to temptation of any kind means to give up something of ourselves to that tempter. At that very moment, our reaction to the temptation causes the nature of the tempter to enter our soul and take root there.

We grow up in the likeness of that temptation, with the same needs to tempt, to nag, or to feed on the life out of others.

You see, every person comes into the world equipped with an ego proclivity to play god that calls upon temptation to realize its full potential as a proud king and judge. The fact that temptation can bring our weaknesses to light, proves that the potential was there to begin with.

This proclivity to play god means that each of us wished to be the only consciousness in the universe.

The insidious intelligence, that I have called temptation, is aware of this need and supplies the excitement to be “conscious” or “aware” (but only in a way that we wish)—while really being deeply unconscious and unaware of the greater reality).

This thing feeds on your weakness and sows in you a spore of its identity that eventually grows up in its image and likeness. This changed and deluded “you” begins to forage for other eager ego “suckers” to serve as ego food—and so it goes.

The judge-side of the ego enjoys the judgment seat, while the king-side delights in tempting people to worship it.

We can change people to serve our needs through being super mean or super “nice.” When we are super mean we trap people to hate us. And when we are super nice we trap people to “love” us—we feed their emotion either way.