Jung – David Given Schwarm

Red Book #23

After this, however, my humanity approached me and said:

“What solitude, what coldness of desolation you lay upon me when you speak such! Reflect on the destruction of being and the streams of blood from the terrible sacrifice that the depths demand.”

2013-04-11

Red Book #22

I must also speak the ridiculous.

You coming men!

You will recognize the supreme meaning by the fact that he is laughter and worship, a bloody laughter and a bloody worship.

A sacrificial blood binds the poles.

Those who know this laugh and worship in the same breath.

2013-03-25

Red Book #21

The greatness is, the intoxication is, the undignified, sick, paltry dailiness is.

It runs in all the streets, lives in all the houses, and rules the day of all humanity.

Even the eternal stars are commonplace.

It is the great mistress and the one essence of God.

One laughs about it, and laughter, too, is.

Do you believe, man of this time, that laughter is lower than worship?

Where is your measure, false measurer?

The sum of life decides in laughter and in worship, not your judgment.”

But the spirit of the depths stepped up to me and said: “What you speak is.

2012-12-11

Red Book #20

It is true, it is true, what I speak is the greatness and intoxication and ugliness of madness.

2012-12-05

But the spirit of this time stepped up to me and laid before me huge volumes which contained all my knowledge. Their pages were made of ore, and a steel stylus had engraved inexorable words in them, and he pointed to these inexorable words and spoke to me, and said: “What you speak, that is madness.”

2012-10-11

Red Book 18

The spirit of our time spoke to me and said: “What dire urgency could be forcing you to speak all this?”

This was an awful temptation.

I wanted to ponder what inner or outer bind could force me into this, and because I found nothing that I could grasp, I was near to making one up.

But with this the spirit of our time had almost brought it about that instead of speaking, I was thinking again about reasons and explanations.

But the spirit of the depths spoke to me and said: “To understand a thing is a bridge and possibility of returning to the path. But to explain a matter is arbitrary and sometimes even murder. Have you counted the murderers among the scholars?”

2012-09-27

Red Book 17

For the sake of my human weakness, the spirit of the depths gave me this word.

Yet this word is also superfluous, since I do not speak it freely; but because I must.

I speak because the spirit robs me of joy and life if I do not speak.

I am the serf who brings it and does not know what he carries in his hand.

It would burn his hands if he did not place it where his master orders him to lay it.

2012-07-30

Red Book 16

The spirit of this time whispered to me: “This supreme meaning, this image of God, this melting together of the hot and the cold, that is you and only you.” But the spirit of the depths spoke to me: “You are an image of the unending world, all the last mysteries of becoming and passing away live in you. If you did not possess all this, how could you know?”