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Let us never forget that we are made of thesame substance as the stars.
Many of us are familiar with what Freud said about archaism; and we have some idea of what Jung understood by the archaic mode; while Klein's psychoanalysis introduced us to the archaic at the most primitive stages of interaction. It happened that I grew up in a Third World country, and eventually lived in many lands in close contact with mothers and children whose gestures are still quite spontaneous and archaic. Then in I discovered Memories, Dreams, Reflections by Jung, and I took a great liking to this old gentleman whose world vision, paradoxical though it may appear, seemed closely akin to that of infants, as a kind of innate intuition of things to which I was highly sensitive (Jung 3). The week following this discovery, I gave up my plans to start an analysis with Doctor Berge, a remarkable psychiatrist by training and a disciple of Freud, in order to follow Jung through his various childhood experiences in search of my own childhood. I started an analysis unearthing the archaism with which his book was permeated. It was only years later that I drew closer to Freud and Klein through my other analyses, after realising that I had given up thought processes that were essential to me, and this also allowed me to share in the great friendship that had linked my grandfather to Groddeck and Ferenczi in Baden-Baden.
In this paper, it is a more primitive archaic level that I wish to write about, one to which I was introduced by autistic children. These children have become more and more numerous during the past few