"two kinds of thinking—the directed and adapted on
one hand,
and the subjective, fed by our own egotistic
wishes, on the other.
The latter form of thinking,
if not constantly corrected
by the adapted thinking, must necessarily produce an
overwhelmingly subjectively distorted idea of the world.
this state of mind as infantile. It lies in our individual past, and in the past of mankind.”
Psychology of the Unconscious / A Study of the Transformations and Symbolisms of the Libido.
CGJung.
“While directed thinking is conscious throughout, the same cannot be asserted of phantastic thinking.
much goes along in half shadows, and generally an undetermined amount in the unconscious"
—hence, much behaviour we're seeing now is thus, sleeping. however, when one awakens and observes—
"By means of phantastic thinking, directed thinking is connected
with the oldest foundations of the human mind,
which have been for a long time beneath the threshold
of the consciousness."
"When the Eternal first gave Love
A myriad hearts sprang into life;
Ears filled with music, eyes with light;
Pealed forth with hearts with love all rife:
All glory to the God of Love!”
Miss Miller
@holon42 That's not _exactly_ how I remember it.
it seems to me that this is an account of what occurs in utero, the baby first becomes aware of sound in the womb. heartbeat, voices, digestion, et.
then, birth, and there is light.
then the breast, and the warmth of the mother's body, love is experienced.
so, not the universe at large, but the universe as experienced, lived through, the Lifeworld.
@holon42 That is a lovely way to look at it.
thank you. i thought of it while having a relaxing bath, very womb resonant 🤣🤣🤣
@holon42 I mostly remember being squeezed a lot, and I do remember a flash of light, but that was from my brain being squeezed inside my soft baby head as I was born. I remember it as a fantastic blossom of light that burst on the inside, not through my eyes, inside my head.
If you have ever pushed and rubbed on your closed eyes until you see a lightshow, like that times 100.
“When the Eternal first made Sound
A myriad ears sprang out to hear,
And throughout all the Universe
There rolled an echo deep and clear:
All glory to the God of Sound!
When the Eternal first made Light
A myriad eyes sprang out to look,
And hearing ears and seeing eyes
“Once more a mighty choral took:
All glory to the God of Light!"
continue ⤵️