Have you ever wondered why you want what you want? What if what you call free will is nothing more than an ancient whisper rising from the depths of your psyche? What if true power lies not in repressing desire, but in listening to it? Until the unconscious becomes conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it destiny. Carl Jung. We are all immersed in a fog, a dense fog, where the decisions we think we make for ourselves were already determined long before, by unrecognized impulses , by hidden wounds, by voices we learned to ignore. And in that fog, desire whispers low, constant, insistent. You can feel it in the way you arrange your clothes before going out, in the anxiety that grips you when you're not seen, in the strange tiredness that comes when you're alone with yourself. There's something there, something primitive, something you learned to hide, but it never went away. And it is now, in this moment, that we will descend together, not to condemn desire or tame it, but to face it, strip it of its masks, listen to its true voice, and perhaps for the first time discover that within it lies a power you never dared to touch. Close your eyes, breathe. What you are about to hear may not please you, but it will awaken what is dormant. Have you ever loved someone you never should have loved? Have you ever felt an impulse that made you feel ashamed? Have you ever wanted something so badly that you just pretended you didn't want it? That is where the wound begins and where desire is born, the abyss also begins. Carl Jung never saw desire as a mere whim of the flesh. For him, desire was a language, an archaic and mysterious language that speaks directly to the soul. And among all human desires there was one that beat deeper, more ancient, more dangerous: sexual desire. But wait, don't confuse it. We're not talking about pornography, bodies on display, or the erotic cliché sold to the eyes. We're talking about heroes, about desire as a psychic force, as an impulse to belong, as a thirst to be seen, touched, recognized. You've felt that desire, the kind that isn't born of pleasure, but of lack, of that silent hunger to be important to someone, to exist in the eyes of another. It is this desire that builds obsessions, that shapes our characters, that sculpts our masks. Jun said that everything you don't recognize in yourself turns against you and if desire is denied, it doesn't disappear. It changes shape, hides in the shadows, and in the shadows it becomes dangerous. It infiltrates your decisions without you realizing it. It's in the way you choose a partner, in the way you sabotage your relationships, in that emptiness you feel even after getting everything you wanted. Life, according to Jung, is not just a sexual impulse, it is a creative force, a vital breath, and when that force is repressed it becomes illness. in anxiety, in anger, addiction, compulsion. Have you noticed? The same energy that could give you wings begins to poison you from within. Why do you try so hard to be accepted? Why is it that even when no one is watching you care what they would think of you? Because there is a desire behind all of that. The desire to be loved, the desire to be desired. And when you don't understand that, it consumes you. But there's more. Repressed desire also creates characters. You built one. We do it all. That version of yourself that smiles in public, that seems balanced, that is productive, kind, admirable, but that trembles when you're alone, because it's not real. It's just the wall you put up to contain desire. And you know what happens when you live behind that wall? You fragment, you divide yourself between what you feel and what you show, between what you are and what you pretend to be. And in that abyss desire grows. Observe. Wait for the exact moment to explode. Maybe in a strange dream, maybe in an impulsive act, maybe in a devastating passion that tears you from the ground. Because that force is not rational, it does not respect your planning, it only wants one thing, to be recognized. Jun called that the shadow. Everything you hide, everything you deny, everything you are ashamed to admit, ends up ruling your life from the darkness. And now I ask you, how many of your decisions were really yours? How many were born from a desire you didn't even know existed? The most disturbing part is this. The desire you deny is the same one that directs your destiny. You think you 're in charge, but what's leading is what you didn't want to see. That is Jung's invitation, to look at your desire not to judge it, but to understand what it wants to tell you. And maybe when you look at it you will discover that what you avoided so much was the key to your freedom. Have you ever wondered why you keep making the same mistakes? Why are you always attracted to the same people, the same patterns, the same abysses? It is not a coincidence, it is unconscious destiny. Carl Jun said, "What you don't make conscious manifests in your life as destiny." And what does that mean in practice? It means that while you think you're in control of your life, there's a hidden, silent, and wounded part of you that has already decided which path you're going to take. That part has a name, shadow. But the shadow is not just a set of traumas or repressed desires. It is active, it has its own will, it desires and it moves you. Even when you deny it, especially when you deny it. You know that obsession with control that you feel? That need to have everything under control, to plan, to foresee, to avoid pain? Well yes, that is the mask. Control is just the veneer. Below there is pure chaos and fear. You've convinced yourself that you're in control of your life. But then, why do you feel a nameless emptiness in the silence of the early morning ? Why do certain memories still visit you with the weight of what was never resolved? Because? When you 're alone it seems like you don't know who you are because you've lost yourself in the person. Persona, that's another Jungian concept, is the social role you play, that presentable version of yourself, polite, efficient, careful, but false, not completely, but enough to become a prison. Look carefully, the person is not the problem, he is necessary. We all need a social face. The problem begins when you identify only with her, when you forget that behind the smile there is a cry, that behind productivity there is an ancestral exhaustion, that behind calm there is a desire that never had the courage to speak its name. You may appear calm, but your subconscious is on fire and there's no point in rationalizing. The unconscious does not listen to pretty words, it responds to symbols, impulses, repetitions. That's why you sabotage yourself. That's why you feel anxious before making important decisions. That's why you feel an inexplicable attraction to certain people, as if something in them directly touched a part of you that you don't even understand. It's the unconscious speaking and when you don't listen, it screams. in your symptoms, in your failures, in the cycles that never break. You know that relationship that always ends the same way? You are experiencing that feeling of living an existential deyabú because what is not transformed repeats itself. The question is, why do you repeat what hurts? The answer is devastating. You repeat to try to heal. You unconsciously recreate the pain scenario with the unconscious hope that this time you will react differently. But how can you react differently if you don't even know you're repeating it? You'll only be able to break out of that cycle when you face the truth behind your mask, when you have the courage to look at what lies behind the control. And what will you find there? desire, fear, shame, hunger to be seen and a silent rage for having betrayed you so many times just to be accepted. Yes, you betrayed yourself, you molded yourself, you kept quiet, you edited yourself, all to please, but the price was too high. You lost parts of yourself. You've moved away from who you were, and so even though everything seems to be going well, you feel like something is deeply wrong. That feeling is your soul knocking on the door. Come home, he tells you, for everything you ever felt, come back. But to go back you'll have to drop the mask and it won't be pretty or comfortable. You will have to face that part of you that desired someone forbidden, that part that took pleasure in envy, that lied to be loved, that smiled with self-loathing. That part is you. Denying it doesn't save you, it only divides you. There is only one way out. Integrate. Accept that within you there is light and darkness. desire and modesty, strength and fragility, and that neither is more correct than the other. The problem was never that it was desire. It was your refusal to listen to him. You can keep telling yourself that everything is under control, but something inside knows the truth. And the truth is simple, brutal and liberating. You were never in control, but now you can start to be in control if you accept that the first step is to take off the mask. There is a force within you that does not want to be tamed, does not desire explanations, does not need approval, does not care about rules, it simply beats, raw, vibrant, primitive. That force has an ancient name, forgotten by religions, hidden by norms, distorted by morality. Jun called her eros. Heros is not the romantic love of songs, it is not the sex of movies. It is not lack disguised as poetry. Heros is vital impulse. It is the breath that animates the flesh, that raises civilizations, that creates art, that destroys egos. It is the desire. But desire seen with true eyes, without censorship, without veils. Jun realized that this intense, poorly understood energy is not limited to the body. It infiltrates dreams, unspoken words, abandoned projects, and the lightning-fast passions that drag us toward the most intimate and uncontrollable part of our being. Eros is more than a sexual impulse, it is the sacred fire that moves us and, like all fires, can illuminate or consume. That's why Yung insisted, "He needs to integrate, not repress, because what you repress doesn't disappear, it gets deformed, camouflaged, takes revenge. Have you noticed how some people carry a strange gleam in their eyes? A kind of indomitable presence, as if something in them had survived the massacre of what should be. These people didn't deny their "her." They learned to listen to it, to dialogue with it, to walk by its side like someone taming a wolf, not with violence, but with respect. And when you do that, something extraordinary happens. Desire stops sabotaging you, it starts guiding you. Jung called this process the transmutation of relief. It's the moment when the energy that previously only sought pleasure or approval is transformed into creative expression, into a search for meaning, into the strength to build an authentic life. That doesn't happen overnight. It's an alchemical work, like transforming lead into gold. You take your most primitive, most chaotic, most shameful impulses and instead of Repressing them transforms them into art, courage, compassion, truth. Look at what moves you when you want to be desired, what drives you to fight for recognition, what lies behind your ambition, your need to succeed, to be seen, to be special. If you dig deep, you will find Heros, because he is behind great creations and also great tragedies. It is the same impulse that made artists transcend time and lovers destroy each other in the name of an illusion. But only those who do not understand what they carry within are destroyed. Only those who fight against their own nature are lost. Jun said that true individuation, the process of becoming who you truly are, requires looking Heros squarely in the face and even more so requires integrating him, not as a servant or a tyrant, but as an ally, because Heros contains your creative power, and where there is creation, there is healing. Have you noticed that many brilliant ideas emerge at the most unexpected moments? During an overwhelming passion, after a soul-shattering disappointment in the midst of chaos. It's not a coincidence, it's zeros trying to escape through the only door you didn't close: that of art, the word, the spontaneous gesture. Now imagine if all that energy you've spent hiding, dissembling, controlling, were redirected, channeled, transmuted. Imagine how many books you could have written, how many projects you could have started, how many truths you could have lived if you hadn't spent so much time trying to appear normal. But it's never too late, because Eros is alive, even if suffocated, even if asleep. He's there waiting and doesn't want to be eliminated; he wants to be honored. When you begin to walk with eros, something inside you changes. Your presence changes, your voice changes. Your gaze carries something no one knows how to name, but everyone feels it because you stop being just a character. You become someone real. And what is a real person? If not someone who has made peace with their madness. Do you want power? Transform your desire into expression. Transform your hunger into creation. Transform your lack into consciousness. Jun said, "Whoever looks outside" sounds. He who looks inside awakens. And when you look inside you will see eaves, bare, unfiltered, untamed, but not an enemy. Maybe for the first time you will also see yourself, not as you would like to be. but as you really are. And in that instant, in that rare and brutal moment, the true [Music] transformation begins. Have you ever stopped to think that maybe you were never free? I'm not talking about political freedom, the right to move, to vote, or to choose your career. I'm talking about that silent, intimate freedom, the freedom of being able to be who you really are without having to hide from yourself. Yung told us that inner freedom comes at a price, and that price is high. Take responsibility for your own desire. Don't blame your parents, society, religion. Not to say that the world forced you to be this way, but to accept with brutal honesty that you repressed, you kept quiet, you ran away, and now you either integrate or you are consumed. Most people live as prisoners. But what was it? Of his own person, of the image he built to please, of the role he agreed to play to feel loved? How many times have you said yes when you wanted to shout no. How many times have you made love to someone without actually being there? How many times have you smiled with dead eyes? Do you think that has no consequences? Yes, it does, and the biggest one is forgetting yourself. You get so used to the character you created that one day you forget the way back home, and when desire knocks on your door—true desire—you feel fear, because if you answer it, everything could fall apart. Your marriage, your career, your reputation, your image as a balanced person. And that's why you run away, you run away from the impulse that moves you, because it also threatens to expose you. But the paradox is this. The more you flee, the more the desire grows, the more it throbs at the edges of your consciousness, the more it transforms into symptoms, into insomnia, into anguish, into chronic boredom, into causeless rage. Repression makes you sick, but integration scares you, because integration means accepting that you are multiple, that within you lives a monk and a savage, a healer and a destroyer, a faithful lover and a potential traitor. It's hard to look at that, but it's in that gaze that true freedom is born. You are not free by controlling desire. You are free when you walk with him without being dragged, but also without chaining him. Desire, when recognized, becomes direction, but when denied, it becomes destiny. And what is that destiny? an empty marriage, a soulless job, a manufactured spirituality, a life lived on autopilot. You may look fine on the outside, but inside you're dying of thirst. And you know what the cruelest thing is? The source is within you. It always has been, but you were taught to fear it. Society doesn't want you to integrate your hero; peace with his shadow is dangerous. He does n't blindly obey, he doesn't consume to fill the void, he doesn't settle for prefabricated narratives. Such a person awakens others, and this is intolerable for a world that lives under anesthesia. That's why eros was domesticated, moralized, ridiculed, because it's subversive, it reconnects you with your personal power, and no one can give that to you; only you can claim it. But be prepared. When you integrate your desire, it doesn't disappear; it matures; it stops being a whim and becomes a compass. You begin to choose consciously, to love with presence, to create with power, to live with truth, and even more so, you stop blaming the world because you realize that your greatest prison was a door that you yourself closed from within. You don't need to be perfect, you need to be whole. And being whole is accepting that your desire is part of who you are. Not an enemy, not a sin, not a manufacturing defect, but a reminder that there is still fire in you and that fire, if properly cared for, can light up. Carl Jun said that where your fear is, there is also your power. And if desire scares you so much, maybe it's because that's where you left your power hidden. So now I ask you, are you going to continue living as if that door doesn't exist, or are you finally going to have the courage to open it? But be careful, once you cross that threshold you will never be the same. You can no longer say you didn't know. Because knowledge transforms, and transformation always has a price, but living a lie costs much more. We have reached the end or perhaps the beginning. After all this, tell me honestly, how many times did you lie to yourself today? How many times have you disguised desire behind productivity. How many times have you called love what was only hunger. How many times have you put on a mask just to avoid scaring others? You may be feeling something strange right now, a mild discomfort or dizziness, as if some dormant part has shifted deep within you. That's a good sign. It means that something inside you has begun to awaken. But don't be fooled. The truth does not liberate immediately. First, tear down everything that is false and in that chaos you begin to find who you really are. Carl Jung didn't offer us consolation, he offered us a mirror and few have the courage to look. But if you've looked this far, if you've reached this last word carrying the others inside you, then maybe you're already freer than you think. I remember one night many years ago when I found myself staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep. There was something burning inside me. It wasn't anxiety, it wasn't fear, it was desire. I truly wish. of presence, of being me, but I did n't know what to do with that. So I wrote, I wrote until my hands hurt. And among all that I wrote, one phrase remained, the part of me that scares me the most, perhaps the one that needs me the most . Sharing this with you today in this video is a way of telling you, you are not alone, we all carry shadows, but it's when we have the courage to enter them that we find the light. Thank you for getting me this far. That alone is a silent revolution. Now the algorithm demands your sacrifice. So hit like or your repressed desire will continue to choose your relationships for you. Comment below. 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