The Greater The Tension, The Greater Is

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

In All Chaos There Is A Cosmos, In All Disorder A Secret Order.

What Did You Do As A Child That Made That Hours Pass Like Minutes? [herein Lies The Key To Your Earthy Pursuits.]

As One Grows Older One Must Try Not To Work Oneself To Death Unnecessarily. At Least That's How It Is With Me... I Can Scarcely Keep Pace And Must Watch Out That The Creative Forces Do Not Chase Me Around The Universe In A Wallop.

Complexes Are Psychic Contents Which Are Outside The Control Of The Conscious Mind. They Have Been Split Off From Consciousness And Lead A Separate Existence In The Unconscious, Being At All Times Ready To Hinder Or To Reinforce The Conscious Intentions.