II. II. I 8. 62
Ka: You are thinking of that piece of heavenly lodestone that fell from I know not where-from somewhere into procreation? Has the rust still not eaten your iron fetish? That is your God, is it not? The same, about whom Philemon poured out great words?
I. You speak the truth. The little something that is solid, which I was yesterday and still am today and tomorrow will always still be, that is my God, my guide, a flickering fire of light on an inhospitable sea.
Ka. You truly see what sits in the heart for you-God knows from where it fell-on the horizon?
I. I’m sure that what sits in my heart also appears on the horizon. It will manifest itself somewhere.
Ka. Found-called the people-the one, the most precious and largest pearl-is a sickness of the mollusk. In what way does your God differ from the pearl?
Can you deny that your God is a sickness? The infirmity of the I, which ends when death breaks the shell? You still know that I agree with Philemon that the obliteration of the I, the pulverizing of that something that still lies uncrushed and undissolved between the hammer and anvil, would be the worthiest thing men could wish for? Hot, unforgiving light above, red suffocating glow of coals below-and why? Only because the fetish-grain does not want to be released. It would be better if you dissolved yourself in the light, but the very best would be if you became the lower glow yourself. So~ what do you want: Philemon or Ka? Or if you prefer the day side-Christ or the Buddha?
I. May my God help me: I can only choose myself: I choose this grain of sand between the four sublime brothers.
Ka. Consider that with such a decision you have rejected the sublime ones and place yourself above them.
I. You’re wrong, holy rebel; what is a grain of sand between the four noble ones? May my God help me, so that I don’t choose a grain of sand instead of a sublime one out of pride and self-presumption. What is this seed to you? It is a mere nothing to you, and yet it is my God, which I prefer to all Gods, since it is my God, my fetish stone; not better than others, simply better for me, since it is my God.
S. I concur. I can feel your words.
Ka. How? You renounce salvation? Holiness? Eternal truth? The communion of the holy teaching?
I. I don’t mean rebellion against that, nor ingratitude. Praised be the sublime ones for the sake of their wisdom; However, my God wants something else, to be the grain of sand between the four sublime ones.
Ka. Strange-I really know nothing of this God. My darkness doesn’t seem to illumine him properly-I see only a grain of meteoric iron-come here, Philemon, and tell me now how you see this fetish stone.
Ph. Now truly, he is a God, his light fills the immensity of space. So I see him. Water flows away from he who sits at the source of the stream. ~The Black Books, Vol. VII, Page 172-173
Monday. Jung saw five patients.
He noted the following in his appointment book: “motif for stone ring, etc.”
He also noted, in “Dreams”:
“11.II.18 Last night:
Bricked up facade of a castle. Behind it, a ditch- a water ditch?
Everything on a river island.
Then comes a castle building (on the second island) and behind it, a third island with ruins that are completely bricked up with cement and white chalk.
Even the floor is covered all over with cement, preventing anything from growing.
/ This is the castle where the story of the “Baptist” (1.) took place, which was written by the resident of the castle, who was an artist and a scholar at the same time and who is also identical with the “Baptist”:
The Baptist is married and loves another woman (who was also married?).
She totally succumbed to him.
But he secretly spattered her from behind with venom from a complicated glass apparatus, which transformed the lower half of her body into stone.
As a result of this she perished in agony.
As did he and his child and I see the horribly decayed corpses of the child and him lying next to each other.
Before his death, he felt an immense guilt and roared like a wounded animal for days, before he perished.
I heard the roaring, it was terrible, nerve-wracking.
I woke up in fear.
/ I.) Anabaptist. Red Book. ‘You have not lived your animal.’
/ poisoner in the Red Book, who kills wife and child to protect them from the suffering of the world, ill. Bronchitis” (pp. 21- 22) .
For the references to Jung’s associations, see Book 4 , pp. 208, 245 . ~The Black Books, Vol. VII, Page 172, fn 62
Jung discussed the relation of Buddha and Christ in his Commentaries on LN, p. 570.
In l 944 he noted that he chose the term because this concept was “on the one hand definite enough to convey the sum of human wholeness and on the other hand indefinite enough to express the indescribable and indeterminate nature of this wholeness . . . in scientific usage the ‘self’ refers neither to Christ nor to the Buddha but to the totality of the figures that are its equivalent,
and each of these figures is a symbol of the self” (Psychology and Alchemy, CW 12, § 20 ). ~The Black Books, Vol. VII, Page 172, fn 63