M. Scott Peck (it was M. not F.) is famous for his book entitled, "The Road Less Travelled". And it is certainly a worthy read. But he also wrote a book called "People of the Lie" that I found particularly interesting. As it defined "evil" in clinical terms, and using clinical examples. It probably does not directly relate to your own interests, but it may be tangentially related.
One of the things I found particularly interesting with Peck is that he raised psychosis up out of the separate pigeon-holes of science vs. religion and combined them under the umbrella of universal human pathology. And for me, personally, this really helped me to understand human behaviors that I could not understand, before.
Now we are getting to the heart of the whole topic psychosis. It sounds as if peck is very schooled up in jung and that's just a guess on my part. I also imagine in person we would have a very delightful dialog on this whole topic. I have decided music makes the most sense to me to express my views. I like pre literate pre recorded American folk, it matches John Muirs writings and MLK's i have a dream speech! There is something to that "presense" that they both allude to that is very valid. We cant turn that into a science fact or religious doctrine dogma, nature doesnt allow it curiously enough!!, even though we incessently try to. The wilderness and the wild cat. Dylans song is very cool. It's great in its original 3 cord folk form before hendrix.
“There must be some way out of here,” said the joker to the thief
“There’s too much confusion, I can’t get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth”
“No reason to get excited,” the thief, he kindly spoke
“There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I, we’ve been through that, and this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late”
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl
And not in the original is that the last verse plays straight into the first verse. Now thats cool.
“There must be some way out of here,” said the joker to the thief
“There’s too much confusion, I can’t get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth”