A short essay by the Father of Psychoanalysis, exquisite writer, on religion, portrayed as a consoling drive, which mankind invented to escape the hardships of life and the certainty of death. God is nothing but an illusory construction of the collective Super-Ego, an almighty source of laws and rules, before whom men must bow down to avoid their own self-destruction. In the author’s view the illusion of religion will dissolve with the coming of a highly educated age, that will enable men to forget it. Judging from today’s world, surely this is not what has happened.
(Translation edited by Chiara Canova and Robert Mardle)