The Lost Object - Abraham and Torok - 1984
The Lost Object - Abraham and Torok - 1984
To cite this article: Nicolas Abraham & Maria Torok (1984) “The lost object‐me”:
Notes on identification within the crypt, Psychoanalytic Inquiry, 4:2, 221-242, DOI:
10.1080/07351698409533542
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N I C O L A S ABRAHAM
and M A R I A TOROK
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That soul who, here on earth did not push forth its part
Divine, has not, even down in Hell, repose.
-Hölderlin, To the Fates
This article, which will also appear in Sub-stance (Fall 1984), has been published previ-
ously in the collection L'Écorce et le noyau by Nicolas Abraham (Paris: Aubier Flammarion,
1978). It is translated by Nicholas Rand, University of Wisconsin, Madison.
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poem.
It is the same for us when it comes to the enigma of this great po-
etics, a poetics not of a single individual but of an entire and vast
family, dubbed rightly or wrongly with the common name:
Manic-Depressive.
It has been a long while since we joined forces to establish its se-
mantics and formulate its prosody. Let us bring to you here, after a
long and groping search inspired by many haunting enigmas, a few
examples and outlines drawn from our practice. It would be
presumptuous —and how!—to pretend that we have reached our
goal. At the same time, it would be false modesty to deny our suspi-
cion that we are finally entering an open road.
covert shift on the entire psyche. The shift itself is covert since both
the fact that the idyll has taken place and its subsequent loss will
have to be disguised and denied. Such a situation leads to the setting
up within the ego of a closed-of f place, a crypt, as the consequence
of a self-governing mechanism, a kind of anti-introjection, com-
parable to the formation of a cocoon around the chrysalis, which
we have called inclusion.2
Living in a Crypt
madness, and obsessions. Its effect can persist through several generations and determine the
fate of an entire family line.
Could this be the "mysterious" primary repression hypothesized by Freud? It is too early to
provide an answer. All the same, the clinical impact of the phantom theory is becoming ever
more precise. In this text (first delivered as a lecture in March 1973), the image of the phan-
tom simply represents a specific malaise of the analyst; it has since been transposed into a
metapsychological notion, a matter for new research and renewed analytic listening. It has
been further expanded on in a seminar on "dual unity" and one of its consequences: the meta-
psychological phantom (see Abraham, 1974-1975). Further applications can be found in
Abraham (1975b) and Torok (1975). [Translator's note: see also Abraham's (1975a) interpre-
tation of Shakespeare's Hamlet.]
2
See Abraham and Torok, "Introjecter —incorporer: Deuiel ou mélancholie" (1972).
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identifying empathy of this kind could not say its name. Let alone
its aim. Accordingly, it hides behind a mask, even in the so-called
periodic states. This mechanism consists in exchanging one's own
identity for a phantasmic identification with the "life"—beyond the
grave—of an object lost as a result of some metapsychological
trauma. Awaiting something better, we have named this very spe-
cific mechanism: endocryptic identification.
A fantasy of identifying empathy! What does it mean? First the
fantasy: we hold that it is never a simple translation of the psychic
process; on the contrary, it is the illusory and painstakingly reiter-
ated proof that no process whatever has or should take place. Only
in this one sense can fantasy refer to a metapsychological state of
affairs. With this much set in place, we can glimpse the status of the
identification now known as endocryptic. To state that it is the
work of sheer fantasy means that its content is governed by a con-
cern for maintaining the illusion of the topographic status quo as it
had been prior to the transformation. As for the inclusion, it is not
fantasy. It points to a painful reality, forever denied, the "gaping
wound" of the topography. It is therefore essential to set down the
following: the melancholic's complaints translate a fantasy—the
imaginary sufferings of the endocryptic object, a fantasy that only
serves to mask the real suffering, this one unavowed, caused by a
wound that the subject knows not how to heal.
Thus in short is our argument. It is obvious that this poetics
born of the crypt brings to life as many poems as individual
cryptophores. A great number of creations of a definitely non-
melancholic appearance also turn out to come from the same
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had been narrated by the sister and renewed with him) nor tell any-
one about it and thereby legitimize it. The disappointment at not
having been the one seduced by the father would connect him with
the hysteric who is never quite seduced enough: the impossibility of
exposing this fact without bringing down the whole world has ap-
parently forced him to transform his vindictive tendencies into an
intrapsychic secret. Otherwise he would lose his other wish as
well—supplanting his sister in the scene. The solution he found to
this square circle, as we established it, was—let's admit it—most
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to some tension within the topography. It is the same with his some-
times fantastic feelings which are out of place, and which never fail
to surprise him, though he has been accustomed to them since child-
hood. A few themes recur in the flood of engimas he pours out
while on the couch for several years. It takes some time to under-
stand that he speaks and lives someone else's words and affects.
Whose? It will be established later: those of his encrypted father. It
is now possible to grasp the theme of the cemetery, apparently visi-
ble to the analyst through the window but now within view of the
patient. With good reason. For he himself lives in this tomb. A le-
thargic beauty is waiting in a glass coffin, is still waiting to be awak-
ened by a magical kiss.
Why is he dead, if indeed he is dead? Because he is a monster.
"Here comes the monster," they say when he comes forward with a
wish. But what kind of wish? Who will find out? A strange mytho-
maniac theme: once in South America he was a front-wheel drive
champion [traction avant, literally "front-pull drive"]. He doesn't
understand it. Is he made to be so convinced of the truth of his ac-
count? "Am I mad" and then: "a goat herd, goatherds, milking
[traité], goat's milk." (Front-pull: drawing milk, goat's milk [lait de
chèvre] : leche, the word for milk in South America, thinks the ana-
lyst.) This confirms a hypothesis formulated several months earlier:
the physical and mental demise of the father and the older sister's
psychosis have something to do with each other. This relationship is
in pulling the udder [pis]. "Punch the puppet," he says, "I could
never stand him. He moves and jumps about. I especially hate the
pasty paint smeared all over his head and that white stuff dripping
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down" (leche . . .). These must have been the words the sister used
in telling him about her "scandalous encounter" with the father's
penis. This had presumably taken place on a South American farm
during a family trip. A recurring dream: game of billiards, a billiard
ball hits another, the second one is third on the rebound. Yes, that's
it precisely. He is hit on the rebound. But when he wants to play
with himself, one name is enough: Letitia [lait is "milk"], to fall in
love and marry a women on whom he will often perform
cunnilingus (leche [from lécher, "to lick"]. The magic word leche,
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i.e., sperm, the outcome of the "front-pull" on the penis, thus leads
to a sexual practice which is the opposite of its original model.
Cunnilingus (lécher ["lick"]) corresponds to a dreamlike staging of
the magical word leche.
The analyst only learns about this toward the end when he learns
about another key, the one which explains how endocryptic identi-
fication with the father becomes manifest. First, the analyst had to
undergo lengthy and insidious testing. (Would he be able to hear ev-
erything? Would he feel sympathy for the father who considers
himself a monster? Could he listen without spurning him, without
condemning him to death and so not repeat what the father had
done to himself?) The patient finally reveals that the father had
gone nearly blind for refusing medical care and that, to end it all, he
had slashed his wrists. Many things clear up: the patient's recurring
experience of losing his sight in large areas of his visual field—not
due to scotoma or negative hallucinations as one would think, but a
result of his identification with his father's blindness, precisely
while coming to the analyst's office . . . An example of empathie
identification with the phantasmic remorse of the "guilty" father.
This also causes his truly unjustified panic at having scratched his
wrists while doing odd jobs. The effect of the same empathy was
that he experienced (unaccountably for himself and the analyst for
a long time) "affects" that were not his own. Now we understand
that they were the father's affects, his ruminations, his remorse,
fantasies, his desires —all imagined and surmised. The patient's
long walks invariably led him to the same spot. Once there, an inter-
nal dialogue emerged in him; it was always the same: "Is there some-
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the libidinal and illegitimate scene. The "fetish" and its counterpart,
"the penis of the mother," are invented, among other things, to
compensate for the mother's lack of pleasure and the son's loss of
his ideal while the topography is maintained as is without the son's
having to give up his own pleasure. In fact, if it were necessary to ac-
cept "castration," i.e., the lack of sexual pleasure due to an exclu-
sion beyond repair, it would unleash a lethal aggressiveness and, as
a consequence, push the young subject (now inseparable from the
wronged mother) into betraying the illegitimate scene, annihilating
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it along with its participants. By the same token, what has secretly
become one's own libidinal ideal, one's own raison de vivre, would
also be annihilated. How can we find a way out of this impasse? By
creating for one's "hysteria" (which varies according to age) an in-
ternal or narcissistic public, so to speak; by creating a self-to-self
"hysteria." All that survives of the relationship to others will be the
dynamic repression, not of the desire to have pleasure, but of the
desire to speak out. Apart from this relational residue, everything
can work in seclusion: there need be no witnesses for the fetish to be
effective, except precisely to test its opaqueness. The analyst who
"will never understand" has no other apparent vocation than to
bring to the fore the constant temptation to speak out while
permitting to verify, day in day out, that the crypt has remained
unscathed.
Let us return to the split in the ego that Freud finally surmised in
1938 in order to provide an explanation for cases like the Wolf
Man. In our view, these belated yet new findings only need one final
complement. The split shows up in a "double tendency" which, in
these cases, feeds the patient's words during analysis. There is, on
the one hand, a conformist tendency, but lacking adequate affec-
tive charge, and, on the other hand, an enigmatic tendency which
translates, in a cryptic manner, the identification with one of the
participants in the scene. This second tendency is — as we saw in our
patient's case—entirely parallel to and independent of the first, and
is usually expressed in incomprehensible terms or in the description
of "feelings" that are experienced as incongruous. If this were the
case of a phantasmic empathy with someone who is bereaved by the
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"rub," "shine": the very symbol of his interred desire. The ailments
of this same nose—pimples, holes, blackheads —symbolize the de-
sire to break into the scene while the choice of the nose as their place
(the nose betrays lies) tells of the desire to speak out. This is a good
example of the covert and threefold purpose of the fetish-work,
which had been fated to remain obscure. Only after it has been deci-
phered, understood, and appreciated can it render to its creator his
own "part divine," hiding under enigmas yet demanding the light of
day.
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Both the Wolf Man and the Man of "Milk" created their crypts not
because they knew of an illegitimate sexual scene, but in order to
overcome a double impossibility: to make the scene into an admissi-
ble ideal or to reveal it, thereby, destroying the libidinal ideal. This
contradiction is not characteristic of neuroses. The impossibility of
telling curbs neurosis, as it were. Relinquishing, at least apparently,
supplants the betrayal of both the libidinal ideal and any wishes for
revenge. Preservative repression safeguards public opinion while
the fetish, a most ingenious conceit, reduces the danger of a "cosmic
cataclysm" to a harmless oddity capable of reviving desire.
There is another form of crypt: the crypt of the blameless and
guiltless object who, after the idyll, left the subject for good reason,
so to speak, or in spite of himself. This object has been totally good,
absolutely perfect, and no one should suspect his secret love. The
loss of such an object — always innocent of desertion — produces,
instead of an impossible mourning, an endocryptic identification
free of any aggressiveness, at least as far as the partners themselves
are concerned, if not the outside world. This is the crypt psychiatry
would call "melancholic."
Altogether different is the fate of those who benefited from an
unutterable favor in person. Not being able to put their loss into
words or communicate it to others in order to resign themselves
through grief, they chose to deny everything—the loss as well as the
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"I'll bash your head against the wall, that'll cure you from loving
me." This sentence, never uttered but put into action, was an end-
ing. It was preceded by another that did not have to be said either:
"I'll bash your head against the wall if you tell anyone what we did
together." No more was needed to cut off speech. To say everything
once and for all, there was only one recurring theme left:
contrition —failure, failure—contrition. "No, I should not have!
. . .""I can't control myself! . . ." Words laboriously illustrated by
deeds. Victor is also middle-aged. "I am neurotically unsuccessful,"
he says right away. "Yet, I am like any other man, married, chil-
dren, executive position. Yes, power, giving orders!. . . that's what
I'd like most. But I can't bring myself to do it. Something always
makes me side with my subordinates. I am always on the verge of
fighting with my superiors. It ends in dismissal." He is aware of it
and contrite, but the analyst is perplexed. Acts and words recur be-
fore his eyes and he obviously understands nothing.
From the start, the fight with repression is missing, the neurotic
compromise that signals the existence of an "I." Above all, the
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transfer onto the analyst is lacking. For want of it, what is said
seems empty of any present content. Timeless words directly at no
one. The present, if it exists — and we are justified in doubting that
it does—is the indefinitely reiterated account of day-to-day failures
and the regret over having sunk so low. No accusations, no projec-
tions: everything is taken on almost too conscientiously. Boredom
sets in, stagnation . . . If the analyst thinks for a minute that he
should feel affected, that he is going to be involved in some re-
peated experience, in some affective recollection, he is greatly mis-
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plates divorce. But how could he go through with it if, with his
wife's departure, he would also have to give up Victor whom she
embodies? Day by day, he and she will thus jointly defeat "Gilles"
and his ego ideal—the recognized cause of their traumatic separa-
tion. Does he expect to get ahead in business? We are going to
thwart him. He wants to look at women? He's going to have a hard
time. Blocked in all acts of life, "Gilles" remains, "Gilles" will not
leave. His wings clipped, he will not fly from the hiding place Victor
has set up for him. One day the analyst announces: "Victor does not
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want Gilles to make it, to go out with women: he straps him down,
he wants to keep him for himself." This moment marks a turning
point. Recollections, then: contours of a transfer.
Why did it take years to unmask "Gilles" hidden under Victor's
guise? For the simple reason that there is no cryptic identification
which does not emanate from a crypt, an inclusion, or from an un-
speakable scene. This scene had taken place, we learn bit by bit,
during a boat ride. Once more, this ride recalls the image of an im-
passable wall: "I'll bash your head against the wall if you say a
word"—says the analyst. It is not yet Victor who recounts the scene
but "Gilles." With reserve, embellishments, and omissions. In the
boat, between his legs, leaning back on his penis, is little Victor.
The day after his account there is no longer a serious illness, as there
was after the event, but a dream: "A chicken he is disemboweling
while pulling on the esophagus and windpipe [trachée-artère]. But
the chicken won't relinquish life [n'arrivepas à mourir]. It becomes
his little daughter. He wants desperately to take her life [lui donner
la mort] so she no longer suffers. No use." Yes, Gilles can "wind up"
(ejaculate, windpipe) [cracher par terre—"spit on the ground"—
trahée-artère], but little Victor has to swallow (esophagus) his or-
gasm. His own penis is really only a "little girl" whose "life" (love)
[la mort-l'amour] cannot be had yet. This was the situation when
Victor's orgasm was taken abroad by Gilles —right up to his return
which immediately preceded his marriage. Only at age sixteen and a
half, after he had received his brother's thrashing, did the aggres-
siveness of despair finally set off the process of puberty. Being
unable to dislodge "Gilles" (whom he has become) from his twofold
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and incompatible position of being both his lover and his ego ideal,
Victor spends his life attacking Gilles by attacking himself, by
thwarting Gilles in his own endeavors prescribed by their shared ego
ideal. In the same way, the ostensible belligerence he directed
against his wife for not wanting to perform coitus a tergo is in fact
"Gilles's" belligerence; as for Victor — in his heart of hearts—he can
only gloat over it. "It serves him right, that betrayer, who used to
love me so much and then left me." "Gilles" fantasizes about wild
orgies. . . but alas, they don't work out. "Fortunately," hoots little
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again the "warmth of the fire" that had fed her bygone dreams.
"Someone is happy and full of hope." If only the analyst had heard
it this ,way from the start! He would have been spared having to
grope for several years, not fruitlessly to be sure, but also not with-
out running the risk of some serious errors. "Someone is happy." Is
it really the young woman or some other person? The father, per-
haps . . .This is how we would formulate the question today. Short
of this, the analyst is disoriented. He looks for the transfer or at
least the role he is meant to play. To no avail. He does not suspect
yet that it is possible to disguise under one's traits a fantasied person
endowed with entirely fictitious greatness and torments. Is it sur-
prising that afterwards the analyst's words bounce off like peanuts
thrown against the wall, without making any difference? The
dreams are monotonous: cuts, dislocations, scattered limbs. Are
they ideas of castration that torment her? Or is she cut off from
her father? Or castrated by her mother? Or full of hatred against
some people or the analyst? Still. . . Nothing budges. Whose are
these scattered limbs! Is it she herself who has to recover a lost ob-
ject, an object that could be projected onto the analyst, an object
that the oedipal mother, for instance, might have taken away from
here? . . . Very much the stuff of fairy tales with no other effect, all
in all, than the benefit of a stable and secure relation. But whose are
these scattered limbs!
The turning point comes, thanks to insights gained from other
cases, as soon as the hypothesis of mourning arises —a cryptic
mourning, however, fantasized as the incessant affliction of an-
other. Retroactively, it is easier to clarify the meaning of her repeti-
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these exalted moments, she runs from dealer to dealer trying to add
a precious doll to her collection: her father thirsting after he is look-
ing for her, is going to find her. Once she finds the "little specimen,"
her eagerness to acquire it knows no limits, and pushes her into
nearly criminal acts. Such must be the force of love.
In sum, she was the "father," but without its showing in her de-
meanor, which had remained most feminine, or in her professional
pursuits. Still, if the analyst had known about the mechanism of
endocryptic identification, he would have understood early on.
When quite small, she would daydream: "Someone was charged
with child murder, and finally I realized that the defendant was my-
self." Was it not the lost father who, in the little girl's fantasies, en-
dured the mother's accusations? The analyst's office is said to be fu-
nereal. To wit: a place of sojourn for the beloved girl, long since
dead for the father's desire. One day, she walks past an "escalator"
with her child (the father had been seen for the last time near one): a
sudden impression that the child is "devoured" by the machine. "I
felt my arms fall crushed." This is what it was like for him (the fa-
ther) to lose his little lover. Yes, all these speeches could have
guided the analyst, had he not been worshipping prejudices such as
that of the "I."
In endocryptic identification the "I" is understood as the fanta-
sied ego of the lost object. On the couch, even more than in life, he
stages the words, gestures, feelings, in short, the entire imaginary
lot of the lover who mourns for his "dead" object. As the patient re-
peats her experience of the escalator for the nth time (where her
arms fell crushed), the analyst finally states that all the "fallen
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arms" and all the "scattered limbs" of her dreams, fantasies repre-
sent the dejected suffering of her father: his arms are as if cut off,
not having his little girl to carry.
From then on, the incorporated father becomes "decorporated,"
so to speak, onto the analyst. Witness this dream: "A quack doctor
cuts off one arm when he loses his daughter." "As a sign of mourn-
ing," says the analyst, the "quack."
It is the end of endocryptic identification. As proof: a drawing
she sketches hastily on the back of an album, a relic of her father's;
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making a seducer out of me," or "It's time to forget all that," does
not sound like a trivial comment but like an irreversible sentence,
capable of upsetting everything. If, on the contrary, instead of
shaming the object, the narcissistic value of the entombed experi-
ence (for both partners) is recognized —with the crypt unlocked, its
treasure laid into the open, and recognized as the tmalienable prop-
erty of the subject—the third and last movement will come into be-
ing, thanks to a new élan and with the task of undertaking the final
fight with the oedipal party: the last hurdle on the way to fructifying
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the treasure.
At the close of this all too rapid overview of some effects of inclu-
sion and of endocryptic identification in particular, let us express
the hope that these notions will lighten the arduous task of listening
to certain patients. There is also hope that, for them, we have in-
creased the chances of being heard. And, finally, the hope that the
treasures that lie buried in crypts can become the delight of their
owner and work to the benefit of us all.
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