My soul you-are you there?
My soul you-are you there? I have returned, I am here again.
I have shaken the dust of all the lands from my feet, and I have come to you, I am with you.
After long years of long wandering, I have come to you again.
Should I tell you everything I have seen, experienced, and drunk in? Or do you not want to hear about all the noise of life and the world?
But one thing you must know: the one thing I have learned is that one must live this life.
This life is the way, the long sought-after way to the unfathomable, which we call divine.
There is no other way, all other ways are false paths. I found the right way, it led me to you, to my soul. I return, tempered and purified.
Do you still know me? How long the separation lasted! Everything has become so different. And how did I find you?
How strange my journey was! What words should I use to tell you on what twisted paths a good star has guided me to you?
Give me your hand, my almost forgotten soul. How warm the joy at seeing you again, you long is avowed soul. Life has led me back to you.
Let us thank the life I have lived for all the happy and all the sad hours, for every joy, for every sadness.
My soul, my journey should continue with you. I will wander with you and ascend to my solitude.” ~Carl Jung; Red Book
Jung’s Soul: Soul. How should I put the question?
- IV I].333
Jung: You forgot one thing, my soul-and this weighs heavily on me-the skeleton of the prehistoric elephant. An unbearable obscurity remains here. Ask the wise one what the skeleton means.
Soul. How should I put the question?
I. Now that’s simple. You just ask him directly.
S. Will it work. Will he answer? Quite a long time has elapsed since then. The gate is closed. So be it, I knock: wise Philemon, or you, white serpent, speak! What does the skeleton mean? The door opens-the serpent curls up on the black threshold. Speak, serpent-how do you explain the skeleton to me?
Serpent. The gnawed bones? Now that which remains from prehistoric times is what couldn’t be consumed by the ants. The outline remained, what decomposed disappears, but what was solid** remained.
S. Why does it remain in front of the gate, as if it means to block my way to Philemon?
Serp. The primordial past is an obstruction between you and Philemon.
S. What is the primordial past?
Serp. The history of men and Gods, necessary errors that once lived and still obscure the view. An old hoe, useful for cultivation, not a plough that quickly turns the soil. An old instrument, you understand, once good, but now replaced by something better.
S. Why do we need old instruments? What is the old tool.
Serp. Why does this man write down what you say?
S. He must write it, so that he has it and understands.
Serp. Is this the only way? Can’t he look?
S. If he is in a position to.
Serp. He should try.
S. (tome): Will you try? (to the Serp.) would that be the newer, better way?
Serp. It would be. Not everything can be said. He should practice his seeing. It is a better way than the old one.
I. But what if it’s not successful?
Serp. What’s he saying? That it might not succeed? Nonetheless, this is the way to go. ~The Black Books, Vol. VI, Page 292
