Understanding Crotalus casc.

Dr. Claudio C. Araujo M.D., F.F.Hom. (Lon) et al.

From the first symptoms at the “Humor” group, we can foresee who is our Crotalus casc. patient:

Show I am happy, although tense and insecure. 

Very violent anger when things do not go the way I expect them to. As a result, people treat me with great care and respect. Want to "finish them off ". 

Is he “tense and insecure” when in company? 

Did he found out that he could use his own “violent anger” against the others so to be treated with respect?

Is he feeling himself not to be taken into consideration by the others?

Not aloud to speak, feeling disrespected and humiliated, could it be that way the Crotalus casc. own perspective of the world? His sensation of being humiliated is present, once again altogether with his anger: 

(I) was angry at a colleague for being arrogant, for not letting me speak. Wanted to hit him, to throw him out. 

A second symptom comes to reinforce the idea that Crotalus casc. will do/could do anything to overcoe his main sufferings - of being an outsider from society - he even admit to use forbidden social attitudes the get his way to the top.

Sympathized with a very high ranking "bad guy" in a movie. He had waited to get to the top, and then had taken his turn. I felt that I knew what it felt like to be a very high ranking gangster or mafiosi. 

The Crotalus casc. patient feels as if he doesn’t belong to society. Again, not that he felt lonely and forsaken. No, he wants to be someone of social rank, someone belonging to the high levels of society. Several symptoms are describing his sufferings due to the fact that he in not included amongst the “cream” of society:

There was a lecture on gastroenterology being attended by very prominent, very important and highly knowledgeable doctors. Everyone there seemed prominent, important and "solid" - even the house physicians. I wanted to join in, to get the feel of the atmosphere of such an important talk. But I felt that they would not allow me because I was only an unimportant medical student, one among so many. 

A man asks me if he can join me on a sailing trip as a crew member. Later he takes charge of the whole boat. He is treating me like a fool. I feel he is controlling and imposing himself on me. I feel that all the fun is gone. 

Was overjoyed to meet an old school friend, but she was hardly happy and reluctant to talk. She informed me that she was to be married the following week but was unable to invite me. 

Had the feeling that people were avoiding me because I was too thin. Felt that I did not come up to their expectations, that my behavior was not acceptable. Felt inferior in comparison to others. Felt that others laughed at me. Praying that I should put on weight. 

His teacher disregards his answers, he is not invited to his friend marriage, his behavior for sure is not acceptable and he is too thin and now prays to be accepted, to belong to that social group. He felt as everyone was laughing at him. He is feeling too humiliated and his anger is coming toward the others.

Like Nux-v. he has this dreams of his teeth falling out. We had once associated this condition to a sensation of not being able to protect himself, to hunt or even to attack someone else, but it seems that this is no longer a Crotalus casc. difficulty. It comes also from the others, as we can see in his relationship with his family or his fellow men. He will not be backing up from his friends, relatives and his neighborhood. One again he turns his frustration and lack of confidence toward the others when he felt that even his fair attitudes will find no echoes amongst his fellow men.

I decided to fight for justice on behalf of patients who were suffering in a hospital from lack of proper facilities. A doctor there wouldn't allow me to. I told him to "get lost" because he was immoral and unfit to be a doctor. I asked the patients to support me, but strangely they did not react.   

 I was joking with my friends and we were joined by one of our professors. He asked me to do something that was not proper, or was unjust. At first I was unable to decide whether to follow his thinking or mine. Later, I decided not to follow him but was fearful that he would harm me or emotionally blackmail me if I went against him.

Was in a long queue outside in a bakery. A woman tried to jump the line. I did not allow her and managed to fight for my rights. When I reached the counter, I asked for a cake, which the shopkeeper broke into pieces using a fork before giving it to me. Waspuzzled but did not protest. 

A second group of symptoms shed some light in Crotalus casc. internal sensation of lack of strength. He feels that if he fights for anything that he believes he is the right thing to do he will be punished by God, people will no support him or offenders will take revenge. 

 Felt a kind of madness where I wanted to kill anyone who disturbed me. But fearing punishment from God, thought that I would only teach them a lesson. 

Felt that eve-teasers should be stabbed, shooting was too easy for them. Wanted to do them physical harm, kill them. But was cautious in a public place, because I was afraid that they might come back and take revenge. I felt in such an eventuality, no one would come to my rescue; I would have to fight for myself, would be helpless. 

I was being pursued by the mafia for not having paid a taxi driver who had tried to cheat me. The mafia had already "eradicated" two of my acquaintances, and I was sorry that I had not been able to warn them, and innocent people had had to pay for my mistakes. They were now after my family and me, with an intent to do us serious harm, to kill us. I had no concern about myself but wanted to protect my family members. The mafia was a huge crushing, overwhelming force to which I could not offer any resistance. There was no chance of getting back, no help. They had already broken into a family house where I had sought refuge. I had had to flee immediately from there along with my mother and little brother, because they could arrive any moment and take over. To escape them was impossible. It was a completely hopeless situation. 

I would have to cast off all previous connections, leave behind my name, and start afresh. For that, I would have to take the help of a powerful body like the State, but this was not possible, the mafia being too strong. Also, I felt that the State would not help me because it had been my mistake or crime. The only small hope was that some of my family who were away would escape. 

 I felt crushed by this overpowering force. I felt that such a tiny mistake could lead to such a complete catastrophe. It was frightful and horrible. I woke up chilly and freezing. 

Filled with internal conflicts – of being an outsider, of feeling not accepted, not supported, longing for a place amongst the best of society and feeling not strong enough to fight for what he believes is the right thing to do – this is our Crotalus casc. patient.

Some outbursts of anger and violence are about to happen – only to get emptied by his sensation of being wrong, of being punished or not supported. Maybe his anger is being held by his conscience towards the others. Like Nux-v., Crotalus casc. is filled with right/wrong measures and longings of justice. He deeply feels his fellow men sufferings, longings and wants to help them. But he lacks enough power and strength, and besides he will not have the support and approval he needs from the others.

A feeling of being tremendously exploited by my landlords; I felt that they were taking maximum advantage without giving me anything in return. Was angry; felt violent, near explosion. Wanted to destroy, smash up the building, set it on fire; could not hold it anymore. On the other hand, knew that I could not do it because it was illegal, and I would get into trouble with the police. So I had to suppress it, otherwise harm would come to me. Then I contemplated smuggling in the remedy I had given my landlady in the CM potency, so that it would cause her a severe aggravation. I felt in this case no one would be able to prove my involvement. But there was a split in my mind, because I felt I was misusing my medical knowledge.   

Angry, towards eve-teasers; wanted to hit them, to harm them, to make them realize how it feels, by something similar happening to one of their family. 

Tore up a greeting card a friend gave me, because I felt he is different behind my back. Then wondered if what I did was right or wrong. 

Felt sympathetic towards unclothed, helpless beggars. At the same time felt contaminated, and reacted violently if they tried to touch me. 

I decided to fight for justice on behalf of patients who were suffering in a hospital from lack of proper facilities. A doctor there wouldn't allow me to. I told him to "get lost" because he was immoral and unfit to be a doctor. I asked the patients to support me, but strangely they did not react.   

I was joking with my friends and we were joined by one of our professors. He asked me to do something that was not proper, or was unjust. At first I was unable to decide whether to follow his thinking or mine. Later, I decided not to follow him but was fearful that he would harm me or emotionally blackmail me if I went against him.     

Was in a long queue outside in a bakery. A woman tried to jump the line. I did not allow her and managed to fight for my rights. When I reached the counter, I asked for a cake which the shopkeeper broke into pieces using a fork before giving it to me. Was puzzled but did not protest. 

Felt a sense of injustice about men getting into the ladies compartment of a train. Complained about it to a policeman, but was afraid that they would follow me. 

Now, among all those feelings, frustrations and conflicts, Crotalus casc. is showing the first signals of a disrupted personality. He first wanted to be recognized as one with the group, but the “group” is just the upmost of society, not any given group. He wants to show his own value, but his teacher even pays attention to his answers, her friend will not invite him to her wedding. He tried to behavior like the nobility, to show them that he is an acceptable nice person, but again he is refused to getting inside. He feels insecure inside, thin, someone not to be taken into consideration. From that turmoil of feelings he is in between throwing himself from the window of throwing up his anger against the others. He felt as if his anger will provide him the social place that he so much longs for. But once again his conscience of what is right will stop him to go any further. So comes the internal conflict. If we admit that he longs for acceptance, doing something “wrong” is to lose that so much longed acceptance.

Was terribly frightened that some strange animal, side of me, would surface when I felt attracted to a bar dancer. Wanted the sexual indulgence but was afraid that it would spoil the image I had of myself. Had the fear that I would lose my self-control and indulge in sex. 

Unsure whether what I am doing is right or wrong, acceptable or not. Nervous feeling that others will think I am not a good person. 

Do things that I know are wrong despite realizing that they are harmful for me.  

Repentance. 

Mistrustful about friends; do not know whether the things they tell me are right or wrong. 

Crotalus casc. is tied up, bonded to his need of acceptance from a distinguished social class. Probably this is the key of the remedy. It’s not just longing for affection or a nice flat and plenty of money. Is a longing to belong to nobility, to intellectuality, to be amongst the social higher ranks. But he has no entry pass. He is not aloud to go to his friend’s marriage. He needs to show good manners at the table.

In the end, Crotalus casc. is a lonely guy. We can foresee that, in his own family and social class, he long time ago has turn his back on them, looking for higher social stratus. At the end he has none; not his friends and not the “nobility” he want so much to belong.

He once had felt “taller” than the others, had searched for his place among the “taller ones” and had probably failed. 

We must notice that it is not a longing for affection. It is not a looking for love from the others. He doesn’t feel forsaken; but in fact he feels left out, betrayed, helpless, frustrated and left behind. It has to do with importance, not love. He wants to feel of rank, but he felt left behind, not important.

Feel like being alone during abdominal pain. Feel like going back home where I am safe.

My friends, mother and sister were playing together while we were on holiday. They had left me out. They were walking fast, I was left behind, being slower. They had not included me in a single photograph, and I tore up all the photos. I was irritated even more when they were unaffected. I felt helpless. 

I was very angry at my sister and sister-in-law because they had decked up to go to a wedding without having included me. I felt that they were already married and since it was now my turn to be married, I should have been the first to deck up. I screamed, shouted, wept, was hysterical, but they did not react. I was trembling with anger, wanted to harm them but could not. I felt helpless and frustrated. I felt that they were being selfish and uncaring. 

I was mad at my friends for leaving me alone during celebrations. I refused to join them when they later asked me to. 

My professor rejected an article I had written for a magazine, saying that it was not acceptable. Had the feeling that I was being rejected, not accepted. 

I felt all alone and unwanted by my relatives who were ignoring me when I expressed a desire to join them for a trip. 

My friends were not talking with me in spite of my requests. I felt betrayed, and felt that they do not accept me. 

Crotalus casc. longs for the upper part of society. There are some dreams in the proving that relate his longing for the higher places and his fear of falling from there:

I was alone on a huge mountain, going higher and higher, when something flew just above my head. I tried to get behind it to catch it, but it disappeared. Then a hand came up from behind me and pushed me off. I was frightened. 

I am a child climbing up a ladder that is very high in the air. The lower portion of the ladder is broken and can crack anytime. I am afraid that I might not survive. There is a rope nearby which I try to hold onto for security or support, although I know that it won't be of any help to me, should the ladder break. My situation is hopeless. I am scared of falling and feel I can't hold on much longer and have no strength in my feet. But somehow, I manage to come down unharmed. 

I had gone to a restaurant which tapered upward with each level. I was searching for place to sit. I finally found out that it would be available only at the top-most level. I had to climb a ladder which had no support with which to get up. My friends went first, and I was the last one to go. I reached the top-most step, and then slipped and fell. I felt that I had just reached where I had wanted to and then had fallen. 

I was alone in a huge building which had many galleries. Outside there was a huge heap of stones as high as the second floor. I managed to find the door to the second floor after having encountered many closed doors, and jumped onto the heap. I was standing on top of the heap and looking at the sea around me, when someone pushed me off from behind. 

I was in Burma, where I kept climbing up a Pagoda ¹ that was on a great height. Suddenly, we came down. 

We must consider a strong possibility: that he had succeed, by force, to become one amongst the upper ranks. 

Is he now a mafia Godfather? 

Is he someone who forced his way through, thanks to his anger towards the others? 

Is he a politician that had started with nice social ideas but was only looking for a social rank? These are hypothesis to admit…

This dream above embodies all of what we can understand and expect from the Crotalus casc. patient. It has all the features we had been discussing up to now.

I was in the U.S. , high up in a skyscraper. The landscape below was beautiful; there was a lake with some sailing boats. But I was afraid to look down and wondered as to what would happen if I jumped off. I thought I should learn to parachute but was scared at the thought and felt that aeroplane flying was a safer option. Then I was invited on a sailing trip in rough waters. I agreed to go thinking it would be fun. But I felt ill equipped because I did not have another pair of trousers with me.  Later I had the urge to urinate and could not find a quiet place. I thought people will think it was improper to urinate in the open. Then I was unable to find my way back to the sailing boat.