This morning I read an article touching on the low academic status of self-styled interdisciplinarians, much less presumptuous multi-undisciplinarians such as myself. The problem is, mastery of any field is a lifetime endeavor, so stay in your lane. My only credentialed lane is clinical psychology, and here I am presuming to encroach on philosophy, theology, physics, biology, cosmology, logic, neuropsychiatry—
It’s a joke.
Agreed, but hopefully a self-aware one. Nor do I presume to contradict the consensus of any given field, say, physics. It is not as if I am arguing for a new paradigm of physics, rather, taking the experts at their word. Physics is weird enough without me having to insert my opinion. In fact, every field becomes weird at the margins, because that is where its conclusions reduce to its assumptions — where the LH rubber meets the RH road. For example, no physicist can say with a straight face what is before the Big Bang or beyond its expanding horizon.
Likewise psychology, about which I do know a thing or two about a thing or two. We psychologists assume the existence of conscious subjects, but none of us can say what a conscious subject actually is. But because it is an irreducible mystery, there is always the temptation to impose an intellectual abstraction over it in order to make the mystery go away. As we have already stipulated, there is no bottom to Bob, but if this is the case, how is it that Bob is presuming to get to the bottom of everything else?
I have also told the story of how in graduate school I not only learned all the theories, but even sub-theories within the theories. I quickly gravitated toward the discipline of psychoanalysis as the deepest and most adequate explanation, but then gravitated to sub-theories within sub-theories until arriving at a fellow named W.R. Bion, from whom I borrowed the idea — or non-idea, rather — of O, beyond which lies nothin’.
Being that I am here in Texas, I have no access to my own library. Here at One Cosmos your posts are guaranteed to be 100% human generated, but here I will make an exception. Gemini, can you provide a concise definition of O?
Wilfred Bion introduced “O” in his late works — most notably Transformations (1965) and Attention and Interpretation (1970) — to signpost ultimate reality, the unknowable thing-in-itself, or divine truth within the psychoanalytic encounter.
It marks Bion’s departure from classical psychoanalytic reductionism toward an apophatic, ontological model of mind.
Already you can see why this empty category is so central to cosmotheandrism, because it signifies nothing less than the Ultimate which we can only characterize in terms of ultimacy. The Cosmic Area Rug is a map of O, but no one here is pretending it is O. In order to do that, one would have to be devoid of irony.
Bion explicitly chose the letter O because it was neutral and unencumbered by theoretical baggage, standing variously for Origin, Ultimate Reality, Absolute Truth, or God.
Unknowable in itself: O cannot be known through sensory data, memory, or intellectual concepts. It is not an object of knowledge.
The source of emotional reality: It is the ultimate truth of a session — the dynamic, unintegrated emotional reality present between analyst and patient before it is symbolized.
Transformative: While O cannot be known, it can be experienced or attained. Bion distinguishes between “knowing about truth” (K) and “becoming or being the truth” (O).
Every time we know something, it is a transformation from unknown to known, or O to (K). But knowledge is only a symbol of the reality that is O — much like LH and RH. It is not so much that O dwells in the RH, rather, that the RH is ordered to O, whereas our LH abstractions are representations of it.
In earlier psychoanalysis [i.e., those other models I found inadequate], the goal was the acquisition of insight — turning unconscious [RH] material into conscious [LH] knowledge (K). Bion shifts the primary goal of analysis from (K) to O: moving away from merely accumulating intellectual explanations about oneself to undergoing a direct emotional transformation in O.
In other words, experiential and participatory knowledge “in” and “of” O. And of course, by definition there could be no final knowledge of O, since it is the infinite and enexhaustible ground of all knowledge.
As it so happens, this was the subject of my doctoral thesis. Lucky for me, my advisors didn’t really know what I was talking about, so I was able to slip it right past them. In it, I (among other things) compared Bion’s ideas to David Bohm’s model of the implicate order in physics, whereby corporeal reality is essentially the ever-flowing explication of this prior order. I’ll spare us the details.
Bion explicitly drew upon classical epistemological and mystical traditions to frame O, creating a unique bridge between psychoanalysis, continental philosophy, and theology.
Here he could hardly help being an interdisciplinarian, since his model has implications for everything. Some psychoanalysts even speculated that Bion had lost his mind, which is of course true.
Kind of the point.
Yes, in order to find one’s mind one must first lose it. In another context you could even call it an ontological come-to-Jesus moment, as in “whoever wants to save his life will lose it,” and vice versa. For the O that can be named is not the real O. Indeed,
O shares deep structural parallels with negative theology (e.g., Meister Eckhart, Pseudo-Dionysius, or Kabbalistic concepts of Ein Sof). Ultimate reality can only be defined by what it is not. Any attempt to name, define, or conceptualize O immediately degrades it into mere (K). The analyst's stance of "no memory or desire" mirrors the contemplative state of kenosis (self-emptying).
Alert readers will understand how all of this blew my mind, nor has the blowing ever stopped, for it is the literal analogue of the expanding universe, only in the key of subjectivity: an imploding universe, as it were. What is beyond the implosion? We can only speculate, but I have reasons to believe it is the same as that which is beyond the expanding universe.
Bion was fascinated by Plato’s Theory of Forms. O operates like an unembodied Form or mathematical invariant that seeks incarnation in temporal reality. Emotional truths exist in O prior to their psychological manifestation in a person.
Hoo boy. To my knowledge, Bion never speculated on the meaning of the Incarnation, but one of his students and my mentors did, James Grotstein. Gemini, I am away from my library. What do you know about that? Am I remembering correctly?
Your memory is precisely on target. In his extensive psychoanalytic and metapsychological explorations of Wilfred Bion’s work — most notably across his papers on the “Transcendent Position” and his foundational writings on the “Dreamer who dreams the dream” — Grotstein frequently turned to theological and mystical archetypes, and the Incarnation served as his ultimate metaphor for how O enters human reality.
Boom, there it is.
Grotstein saw the Christian doctrine of the Incarnation (the Logos taking on flesh, the infinite becoming finite) not merely as a piece of religious dogma, but as a profound structural template for psychoanalytic ontology: the mechanism by which raw, unknowable, and terrifying ultimate reality (O) translates itself into lived emotional experience.
Come to think of it, Grotstein was a little crazy too, but in a good way. He too was full of wordplay and applied humor. He
conceptualized a “dual track” of subjectivity: the Ineffable Subject is the transcendent, hidden dimension of the mind — what Grotstein explicitly equated with the Godhead, the deep and formless infinite, and Bion’s O. It exists prior to space, time, and representation. The Phenomenal Subject is our everyday, secular, flesh-and-blood ego — the creature of time, space, and sensory data.
For Grotstein, psychological and spiritual growth depends entirely on a bridge forming between these two realms. That bridge requires an incarnation.
Here again, if you don’t understand why Bob’s mind was blown, then you don’t understand Bob, nor why Bob is only endeavoring to blow your mind as well.
Grotstein argued that the Incarnation provides the exact phenomenological model for this:
The Descent of the Infinite: Just as the theological Logos empties itself (kenosis) to enter human history as a vulnerable, finite human being, O must undergo a profound contraction or translation to register within the human psyche-soma.
The “Truth Drive”: Grotstein postulated that humans possess an innate “truth drive” — an irresistible compulsion to encounter and embody O. However, because O in its raw state is blinding (like looking directly at the sun), it requires a medium of incarnation to be tolerated.
For “truth drive,” substitute the “divine attractor” toward Celestial Central.
In Grotstein's view, every genuine moment of psychoanalytic insight or emotional breakthrough is a micro-incarnation: a transient, miraculous moment where the transcendent and the immanent briefly kiss, and the unnamable truth of who we are finally finds a body to live in.
So eternal thanks to Wilfred Bion and James Grotstein, for there would be no cosmotheandrism without you, nor any hope of ever locating the Cosmic Area Rug.
Those two guys were like (lower case) incarnations of O.
Yeah, pretty much.








