Poetry is not a sort of distrorted and decorated prose, but rather prose is poetry, which has been stripped down and pinned to a Procrustean bed of logic. The computer men who would program the translation of languages sometimes forget this fact about the primary nature of language. To try to construct a machine to translate the art of one culture into the art of another would be equally silly. [...]

In the cliché system of Anglo-Saxons, it is commonly assumed that it would be somehow better if what is unconsciuos were made conscious. Freud, even, is said to have said, "Where id was, there ego shall be," as though such an increase in conscious knowledge and control would be both possible and, of course, an imporovement. This view is the product of an almost totally distorted epistemology and a totally distorted view of what sort of thing a man, or any other organism, is.

Bateson, Gregory. 1967 [1976]. Style, Grace and Information in Primitive Art. In: Steps to an Ecology of Mind. New York: Ballantine, p.136.