The Daemonic is always dramatic, working by virtue of highly charged [electric] tension, clashes, sufferings, losses, limitations, gaps, crossing of roads, tumults, troubles, and unremitting pressure. The most apt metaphor for drama arising in human affairs is the sudden coming of the Storm.

Drama is shaped by charged ‘moments’ and dynamic ‘movements’ in time..

Drama is not dramatic because of its archetypal structure; that is the mistake of the Jungians. They try to provide an over-arching spatial pattern for what belongs to the passing of time, and is concerned with what comes about, what happens, in time. This is real. This is for good and for ill, for life and for death.

Drama is dramatic because of the existential predicament in the real world it portrays.

The existential predicament in the real world comes first, dramatic story telling comes second as a commentary on it. Anything archetypal, or fixed in structure, in the drama is so because the existential predicament has a sort of geometry of forces, a sort of spirituality of edges, clashes, consequences. But in real existence it is the ‘powers contending with one another’ that makes the story; regularities in depicting these powers are always in danger of conforming to rules of depiction, becoming over neat, and over organized. What we demand from a story we may not get in real life.. In any case, space is far more structured than time.

Hence, it is not that the human psyche was born with a drama archetype, or archetypes, deep down in its innate unconscious, ala Jung. Rather, it is that all humans are thrown into the same existential test, and trial, from which no one escapes, and to which everyone is subject.

The ‘story’ of this existential ‘sufferingship’ — passion in Danish — inherent to existing in this world is exciting and terrible, full of pity and pathos, because it is not about ‘imaginal possibilities coded inherently in the soul’; it is about the existential arena, and the common fate that befalls one and all who are thrown into it, just by virtue of being here, and nowhere else.

This is why it is inaccurate to claim that humanity ‘has passions’; it is more accurate to realize, humanity’s fated position in existence just ‘is’ a passion..