The Descent Into The Depths Always Seems

The Sad Truth Is That Man's Real Life Consists Of A Complex Of Inexorable Opposites - Day And Night, Birth And Death, Happiness And Misery, Good And Evil. We Are Not Even Sure That One Will Prevail Against The Other, That Good Will Overcome Evil, Or Joy Defeat Pain. Life Is A Battleground. It Always Has Been And Always Will Be; And If It Were Not So, Existence Would Come To An End.

The Healthy Man Does Not Torture Others.

It Is My Mind, With Its Store Of Images, That Gives The World Colour And Sound; And That Supremely Real And Rational Certainty Which I Call "experience" Is, In Its Most Simple Form, An Exceedingly Complicated Structure Of Mental Images. Thus There Is, In A Certain Sense, Nothing That Is Directly Experienced Except The Mind Itself. Everything Is Mediated Through The Mind.

The Collective Unconscious Appears To Consist Of Mythological Motifs Or Primordial Images, For Which Reason The Myths Of All Nations Are Its Real Exponents. In Fact The Whole Of Mythology Could Be Taken As A Sort Of Projection Of The Collective Unconscious. We Can See This Most Clearly If We Look At The Heavenly Constellations, Whose Originally Chaotic Forms Are Organized Through The Projection Of Images. This Explains The Influence Of The Stars As Asserted By Astrologers. These Influences Are Nothing But Unconscious Instrospective Perceptions Of The Collective Unconscious.

If You Are Unhappy, You Are Too High Up In Your Mind.