If Only Simplicity Were Not The Most

Our Unconscious Is The Key To Our Life's Pursuits.

Only By Discovering Alchemy Have I Clearly Understood That The Unconscious Is A Process And That Ego's Rapport With The Unconscious And Its Contents Initiate An Evolution, More Precisely, A Real Metamorphosis Of The Psyche.

It Is The Individual's Task To Differentiate Himself From All The Others And Stand On His Own Feet. All Collective Identities . . . Interfere With The Fulfillment Of This Task. Such Collective Identities Are Crutches For The Lame, Shields For The Timid, Beds For The Lazy, Nurseries For The Irresponsible. . . .

There Is No Birth Of Consciousness Without Pain.

The Right Way To Wholeness Is Made Up Of Fateful Detours And Wrong Turnings.