And suddenly to your shivering horror it becomes clear to you that you have fallen into the boundless, the abyss, the inanity of eternal chaos.
It rushes toward you as if carried by the roaring wings of a storm, the hurtling waves of the sea.
Every man has a quiet place in his soul, where everything is self-evident and easily explainable, a place to which he likes to retire from the confusing possibilities of life, because there everything is simple and clear, with a manifest and limited purpose.
About nothing else in the world can a man say with the same conviction as he does of this place:
“You are nothing but … ” and indeed he has said it.
And even this place is a smooth ~Carl Jung, The Red Book, Page 205