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Without the depths, I do not have the heights. - LS, p. 13

We stand on the spiky stones of misery and death. - LS, p. 13

What shadows over the earth! All lights gutter out in final despondency and loneliness. Death has entered -- and there is no one left to grieve. - LS, p. 13

Much begins amusingly and leads into the dark. Hell has levels. - LS, p. 11

Quietly look into everything that excites your contempt or rage. - LS, p. 11

This account posts short excerpts from C.G. Jung's "Red Book", Liber Novus. I may also boost other Red Book-related toots from time to time. Follow along if you'd like a snippet of Jung's active imagination on a roughly daily frequency.

Quietly look into everything that excites your contempt or rage. - LS, p. 11

This account posts short excerpts from C.G. Jung's "Red Book", Liber Novus. I may also boost other Red Book-related toots from time to time. Follow along if you'd like a snippet of Jung's active imagination on a roughly daily frequency.

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