Psychology of the Unconscious: A Study of the Transformations and Symbolisms of the Libido. A Contribution to the History of the Evolution of ThoughtJung, C. G. (Carl Gustav)
Philosophy
Psychology of the Unconscious: A Study of the Transformations and Symbolisms of the Libido. A Contribution to the History of the Evolution of Thought
Jung, C. G. (Carl Gustav)
Libido (Psychology); Mother and child; Psychoanalysis; Subconsciousness; Symbolism (Psychology)
The mystic in religious ecstasies put himself on a plane with the stars,
just as a saint of the Middle Ages put himself by means of the stigmata
on a level with Christ. St. Francis of Assisi expressed this in a truly
pagan manner,[123] even as far as a close relationship with the brother
sun and the sister moon. These representations of “becoming-one with
God” are very ancient. The old belief removed the becoming-one with God
until the time after death; the mysteries, however, suggest this as
taking place already in this world. A very old text brings most
beautifully before one this unity with God; it is the song of triumph of
the ascending soul.[124]
“I am the God Atum, I who alone was.
I am the God Rê at his first splendor.
I am the great God, self-created, God of Gods,
To whom no other God compares.”
“I was yesterday and know to-morrow; the battle-ground of Gods was
made when I spoke. I know the name of that great God who tarries
therein.
“I am that great Phoenix who is in Heliopolis, who there keeps account
of all there is, of all that exists.
“I am the God Min, at his coming forth, who placed the feathers upon
my head.[125]
“I am in my country, I come into my city. Daily I am together with my
father Atum.[126]
“My impurity is driven away, and the sin which was in me is overcome.
I washed myself in those two great pools of water which are in
Heracleopolis, in which is purified the sacrifice of mankind for that
great God who abideth there.
“I go on my way to where I wash my head in the sea of the righteous. I
arrive at this land of the glorified, and enter through the splendid
portal.
“Thou, who standest before me, stretch out to me thy hands, it is I, I
am become one of thee. Daily am I together with my Father Atum.”
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