If there can be a fatality in of which, another highlight is the disposition of symbolist episode to uncover some amazing secret. Wish is impelled by the promise of a concept to the mystery, the particular expected thought behind often the door using the hole. Although the nothing which is not necessarily there suggests only the nothing at all that is, and of which the solution is in other places, not-seen, otherworldly—unless that become, as in this hermeneutics of Freud, the fact that anywhere the images lead these people disappear at some impasse into the dream's navel, and thence through the mycelium (the name is Freud's, but you will discover mushroom growths in Strindberg) with it is filamenting nerve comes to an end connected with thought. Which is why is interpretation, deferred and impelled by multiplicity, as loaded, perhaps, as the soul-complex. Prior to the door is ultimately popped, the Officer wants a new locksmith, although as an alternative it does not take Glazier who becomes up, for your system with its symbols can be as well scopophilic: what is recommended is not a major but a good seer, often the irony being that eye-sight is consummated—as in this restored mystery of Artaud's alchemical theater—in and by its sonorous substance, the particular bare streaming realization. What exactly we observe and exactly how we see it, along with seeing collapsing upon themselves, as in a house of wall mirrors, is in fact the substance of that other Strindbergian drama,