How did I Do? Our Daily entry into the Libidinal Economy

The day has ended. You lay on the bed and you take ‘stock’; you are now entering into the 'libidinal economy'.

We have been inculcated into taking stock of our day as if we were a warehouse. In this process we award ourselves merits and demerits by way of a nightly inventory of our day.

"How did I do?"

"Shouldn’t have said that!"

"Damn, why did I do that?"

"Yes, I was alright with him."

"Could have done better in that situation. A lot better."

"Still,  I liked myself for being restrained with her.... " and so on and on.

But this account of your day, this stock taking, inevitably coloured and distorted by memory, is in the view of some a way of turning us into overage schoolchildren.

For in taking stock I must defer to certain principles to examine the day just past. What are these criteria that I am guided by.  Who created them etc. Whoever the culprits are there is a bar in my mind which must be raised (a form of fascism to one’s self) or the bar might be lowered. But that is a deviation from the 'expected' standards. And we are into a form of self punishment for nor realising our potential.

This nightly ritual of entering into the libidinal economy many might regard as a form of fascism to oneself.

What to do?

Try to escape this regimentation of taking your inventory; take you finger off the pulse of your emotions and conduct yourself into a carefully constructed experiment in delirium. For the history of mankind is a history of becoming reactive... consider undertaking the pilgrimage to 'Nirvana/Mecca'where the goal is ego loss.