recoiling
violent spectrums
of nature
~
fire inhaling
my chest
radiating hands
~
light shards
soothes
feeds me
to ashes
~
I’m so sorry
~
~
Notes from “Man And His Symbols” by Carl G. Jung :
Thought forms, universally understandable gestures, and many attitudes follow a pattern that was established long before man developed a reflective consciousness.
It is even conceivable that the early origins of man’s capacity to reflect come from the painful consequences of violent emotional clashes. Let me take, purely as an illustration of this point, the bushman who, in a moment of anger and disappointment at his failure to catch any fish, strangles his much beloved only son, and is then seized with immense regret as he holds the little dead body in his arms. Such a man might remember this moment of pain for ever.
We cannot know whether this kind of experience was actually the initial cause of the development of human consciousness. But there is no doubt that the shock of a similar emotional experience is often needed to make people wake up and pay attention to what they are doing.
( page 65 )
Interesting reflections and observations. Thanks for stopping by my place, and leaving the bread crumbs for me to follow you back here. Mind if I prop my feet up and read a while?
feel free
~
and make
as much noise
as you want
that was shocking! cool poem!
thanks replying
enjoying
and complimenting
~
much appreciated
Sometimes it takes a little fire to wake us up from the inside.
sometimes
living is also easier
denying
with eyes closed …
True as that may be, what kind of living is that? One filled with disillusion but I guess that is what works for some. :)
some
people prefer
to be entertained
never doubt
never think
This is an amazing piece of art ! Love the poetry so beautiful words used :) xx
thank you
~
for your beautiful
kind
words