Modern Man in Search of a Soul by Carl G. Jung
This is where ‘time’ stops and ‘being’ begins. Carl G. Jung puts on paper what comes out of consciousness and its experience of the unconscious. Are humans distracted by reality? Or are they tormented by it? Modern Man in Search of a Soul allows a scattered yet absolute interpretation of our conscious living and unconscious dreaming. And how the experience of each deprives and replenishes us with something to fabricate our personality by. This begs the question: “Are we human? Or are we dancer?” There is, in nature, in gravity, in atoms and molecules, a consciousness that arises; an independent will, a moving force undeterred by human intervention. If this identity is so transparent to us, we never question why the wind blows, why a seed transforms into a plant, and then withers and dies - why is it that we never fully comprehend and understand the states of our consciousness? Carl G. Jung never once utters the secrets of the soul; its manifestations or its problems. Rather, he weaves together a phenomenology of the spirit, of consciousness, of the postulates of experiencing a self. A readable and eternal debate on the meaning of psychology and its rooted experiments of who we are. The mind is an abundant vessel; every utterance is stamped in Time and Experience. So if you are time and substance, you are essence and spirit, does Time age as you do? And is Experience only an external, tangible, quantifiable occurrence? Can it exist as something that is known only through you? Not to be perceived by anyone but you and your subjective feelings, consciousness, and flow. It’s not the experience that counts then, it’s what lingers beyond the surface of consciousness and illuminates the mysteries of those same atoms and molecules that stimulate the universe.