The Beauty of the Ugly ~Carl Jung, Red Book, Page 329.

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Carl Jung Depth Psychology

Rayonnant rose window in Notre Dame de Paris. Light was considered as the most beautiful revelation of God, as was manifested in Gothic architecture.

The myth commences, the one that need only be lived, not sung, the one that sings itself I subject myself to the son, the one engendered by sorcery, the unnaturally born, the son of the frogs, who stands at the waterside and speaks with his fathers and listens to their nocturnal singing. Truly he is full of mysteries and superior in strength to all men. No man has produced him, and no woman has given birth to him. The absurd has entered the age-old mother, and the son has grown in the deepest ground. He sprang up and was put to death. He rose again, was produced anew in the way of sorcery; and grew more swiftly than before. I gave him the crown that unites the separated. And so he unites the separated for me. I…

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