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We Are The Dream
Then I came to a small wayside chapel. The door was ajar, and I went in.
To my surprise there was no image of the Virgin on the altar, and no crucifix either, but only a wonderful flower arrangement.
But then I saw that on the floor in front of the altar, facing me, sat a yogi in lotus posture, in deep meditation.
When I looked at him more closely, I realized that he had my face.
I started in profound fright, and awoke with the thought: “Aha, so he is the one who is meditating me. He has a dream, and I am it.”
I knew that when he awakened, I would no longer be.
~Jung
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Sex is the power that binds everyone, and therefore it is the most important and the most dreaded thing.
The neurotic tries to escape it because he wants to escape a fate which doesn’t agree with his childish wishes or his egotism.
The dream, by choosing the symbol of the steamroller, conveys the idea of a Juggernaut, a tremendous weight, an inexorable crushing thing which rolls over man and grinds him flat.
— Jung
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Mortals keep creating the mind, claiming it exists.
