About me

Short bio

I’m Max Segali, PhD — writer, podcaster, musician, life coach, and scientist with over 15 years of international experience across various branches of engineering and research. I’m also the creator of The Lacanian Online, a space where philosophy, psychoanalysis, and poetic reflection meet.

This blog explores human desire, language, and meaning through accessible, thought-provoking, and imaginative writing. Inspired by the work of Jacques Lacan, I delve into his ideas and methods, weaving them into the fabric of contemporary life, relationships, and the complexity of being human.

My poetic bio:

I was born between two worlds —
one of stone and silence,
the other of words and echoes.

My path began in the restless earth,
reading the language of mountains,
tracing the memory of oceans
hidden in the bones of rock.
From there, I followed fault lines
— not just in the crust of the planet,
but in the fault lines of desire,
of language, of the human heart.

Lacan once wrote that the unconscious
is structured like a language.
I write here to explore that grammar —
its pauses, its contradictions,
its sudden, luminous revelations.

The Lacanian Online is my workshop and my window.
Here I weave together
psychoanalysis, philosophy, and poetry,
searching for that fine crack
where meaning and mystery meet.

If you have come here,
perhaps you, too,
are looking for a different kind of conversation —
one that listens as much as it speaks,
one that knows that in every question
there is already a part of the answer.

This is my craft.
This is my compass.
And these are my words — offered to you,
in the hope that somewhere,
they may find their reflection in yours.







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