The Modern Age of the Mysterious

"The secrets I spied in this book are enough to save the increasingly depraved spirit of the Western world." Mr. Jung got up and sat on the sofa in front of Sean, and lit his pipe comfortably: "Taiyi is about Eastern Taoism. The esoteric text of the 'Jinhua' described in it, which is the 'mandala' that people see in a state of deep meditation, is a phenomenon that does exist..." Having said that, Carl Jung passed some pictures to to Sean. Sean saw a lot of exquisite patterns with vertical and horizontal symmetry, some like the Kabbalah Tree of Life, some like the Mayan solar calendar stone carvings, some like the ornate windows of a church, and some like a bird's-eye view of a bastion..." These are ...?" Sean's interest was piqued. "I asked the artist to draw it based on the patient's description. These are some representative mandalas." Mr. Jung bit the cigarette holder lightly, "As an explorer, you must have seen it in deep meditation. I've seen similar patterns before." Sean was not without surprise, because he did see the mandala changing in front of his eyes more than once, and it was different each time. Due to his considerable knowledge of mysticism, he was able to understand its meaning, and became more and more aware of the deep mysteries of himself and the world... However, he believed that such knowledge could not be shared and discussed with others in life. What he did not expect was that Mr. Jung, who was not wearing a mask, took the initiative to talk about this topic. "It's a very difficult thing to do some kind of particularly fine-grained psychological analysis of these golden flowers. "What I can say for sure is that it's also a reflection of the collective human unconscious. "We have only just begun to study these, and the East has spied its secrets as early as a thousand years ago..." Mr. Jung sighed softly: "We, the Western world, entrust all meaning and value to the Holy Father and God's court, but eventually went astray, "and the wisdom of the East teaches us that we ourselves are part of the way of heaven, and the answer is not outside ourselves. "Perhaps, their strengths are our weaknesses. "Do you want to say that the East and the West are spiritually homologous and complementary? Sean expressed his vague feelings at the moment. Jung raised his brows, a little surprised, then smiled gratified, and nodded sincerely: "Yes, yes! He was a little excited for a while: "I think, a thousand years ago, Lu Zu opened his eyes after meditating in his paradise, and St. Paul stood up after repenting in the cathedral. The smiles they showed at that moment were the same!" "Through different paths, the same fit was reached." Sean also realized something, paused, and said softly, "Maybe, the answer to the east is in the west, and the answer to the west is in the east." Hearing Sean's words , Mr. Jung suddenly sat up straight, he squeezed his pipe, blinked his eyes, seemed very surprised, and pondered what Sean said. After a while, he took a deep breath and asked, "Hey... Mr. Fang Ark, what you said just now seems to have provided a wise answer to the world, "I would like to ask you—can I translate this sentence? Words written into writings? Of course, I'll say it's from this conversation today! "Sean nodded lightly: "Of course. At the end of the day, it's not me who said this, it's your thinking that lights me up. The two looked at each other and smiled, a feeling of joy that is hard to find. The maid brought the black tea, and Sean drank the tea while talking about the vision he saw in the breakthrough of the Wheel of the Heart Palace. The burned out Ellie Sia. Mr. Jung frowned: "You know my research - my dreams are definitely not meaningless. The kind of vision you are experiencing is also a form of dream, not to mention that you saw it in that situation, so you really can't ignore the suggestion... "I think that deep cave means that you walked into it. You are in the depths of your unconscious, and what you see is such a scene..." After a pause, he continued: "I'm afraid it is exactly as you thought, it was a prophetic dream." Sean saw In the flow of his emotions, the colors representing fear and anxiety poured out, and the river was smudged quite brightly. He could feel his stomach tightening, and it seemed to be burning inside: "Mr. Jung," Sean swallowed, "Could it be possible for the future reality shown by the prophecy dream to be changed?" For the first time, a prophecy dream appeared. In the depths of the old book cemetery, when the old man of Pompeii died, he had seen the post-apocalyptic world. Sean hoped to hear a more optimistic answer from the great scholar in front of him... But Mr. Jung frowned and lowered his head. After a while, he said, his voice a little low: "Mr. Ark, what I want to tell you is that I have actually experienced a similar thing." Before the outbreak of the last war that swept the world, I dreamed of a huge disaster. Dreaming of millions of deaths, dreaming of the collapse of the world..." After that, I raised warnings on many occasions, and I was even a little hysterical during that time... "But, you also know..." Carl gasped After a few breaths, he seemed to calm down, "You also know what happened later. "No one listened to my call. The war started on its own." People died in reality after they died in my dreams. Sean's heart sank, and the sky outside the window seemed a little gloomy. He didn't know what to do. Contact Alicia? Tell her what he saw? The mechanism is beyond people's imagination. One's own notification will not have any effect. What's worse, the notification itself may be the beginning of the tragedy. Mr. Jung knocked his pipe in the ashtray and poured out a cloud of ash. Looking at Sean, he still showed a relieved smile: "However, the situation is different this time, Mr. Fang. "We may indeed be unable to change the world, but, for the disaster that happened to our friends, maybe we still have a chance to turn the tide." Sean nodded slightly, grateful for the comfort of the elder in front of him. knock knock. At the door of the room, the upper body of the maid came in: "Sir, that UU Reading Book www.uukanshu.com... 'The Orator' is here again." Jung looked a little surprised: "Let him come in - eternal reincarnation, again When it came time for him to go down the mountain! This doesn't happen often." When the maid closed the door, Sean looked at Jung, and the psychologist laughed: "He's an old friend of mine. He's quite famous, After reading his works, I had the idea of ​​getting acquainted with him. I rarely travel long distances, but in order to meet him, I endured a three-day long train... "Our first meeting was not pleasant, to In the end, there was even a quarrel - at the beginning, I thought I was very similar to him, but after we made friends, I found out that we are like two sides of the same thing! With a smile on Mr. Jung's face, it could be seen that he really likes this friend: "However, after I lived in New Testament, he came to visit several times, and our conversation was much more harmonious. "Mr. Ark, you must have heard of his name - but if you like him or not, you'll tell another story." As if telling a riddle, Mr. Jung looked at the door and continued: "He said it before, he The value of work is six thousand feet above man and time." His intuition was terribly sharp. "Everything that is decisive is born from confrontation", this sentence comes from his mouth. "He tried to overwhelm fate and the world with his own will. This kind of attempt is terrible, but the person who made this kind of attempt is in any case respectable." He is a great hero, walking on earth and transcending man of god. "I am the healer of human souls, and he is a lion fighting for the fate of mankind..." He is the 'Zarathustra' of real life! —Mr Nietzsche. Jung stood up to greet his friend. Sean had to get up and saw Frederick W. Nietzsche appear in the doorway of the room with an unpredictable smile.