“… Your lights are all lit…then where do you go with your lamp?My house is all dark and lonesome…Lend me your light,” so that I can transform myself to a shadow... gave birth by your light...so that I can cease to be one but two...and straddle across the infinities of time... and space, seeking the waters of eternity....In the threads of your veins....So that I can rest without thirst... in the shades of my shadow...and witness its slow death, melting into thin air...withering into dark grains ...as the life of your light starts dying...or you start dying, i dont know, or am I dying, or my shadow.. somebody must die to let somebody rise...Your light died, it seems, my shadow too..for the sake of his darkenss...who is 'he'...I dont know; was he You?
Unfortunately there can be no doubt that man is, on the whole, less good than he imagines himself or wants to be. Everyone carries a shadow, and the less it is embodied in the individual's conscious life, the blacker and denser it is. - C.Jung
It is a frightening thought that man also has a shadow side to him, consisting not just of little weaknesses- and foibles, but of a positively demonic dynamism - C.Jung
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