Soma from the Well: C.G. Jung

All steps forward in the improvement of the human psyche have been paid for by blood. Meanwhile [today] everybody teaches everybody, and nobody seems to realize the necessity that the way to improvement begins right in himself. It is almost too simple a truth. Everybody is on the lookout for organizations and techniques, where one can follow the other and where things can be done safely in company.

C.G. Jung / Jung & Hesse 

Jung

 

N.B.  Verily, one must enter the dark wood at its darkest point;
And one must enter alone.

– Valentino Santi

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Soma from the Well: Sri Aurobindo

It is not sufficient to worship Krishna, Christ or Buddha without, if there is not the revealing and the formation of the Buddha, the Christ or Krishna in ourselves.

Sri Aurobindo / Gems from Sri Aurobindo

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Lines

Lines of division, ignorance, and hate
Olde lines, crooked lines (long thought dead and buried)

Festering lines drawn anew w/ fresh ink
Lines 4 which despots clandestinely issue a call most venal

A call

2 strike at the soul of Edin
2 strike at the heart of the People

[The Folk Aside.]

The way we feel
The way we love

The way we connect
The way we think

{Fingercymbals-Twice}

It is a call 2 open psychic and social wounds (once thought closed)
It is a call 2 drink from a poisonous cup (once thought well disposed)

It is a call 4 the philistine
And cowardly 2 take aim

Regardless of torment
Regardless of shame

It is a call 2 despair
It is a call 2 war

War b’tween the Sexes
War b’tween the Races
War b’tween the Creeds

War b’tween the Angels en Heav’n
War b’tween the Lyons and the Jackals en a sea of reeds

War / bound 2 devour the famished
War / bound 2 engulf the blind en darkness
War / bound 2 bleed the well

War / bound 2 lay upon the eyes of Helios
The o’ercast stitch of a deathly pall

War / bound 2 ruin ev’rything we hold sacred
War / bound 2 be the ruin of us all

© The Herder 2016

Pow’rs & Principalities

They would have u believe ev’rything u see
They would have u tremble b’fore ev’ry obstacle
                                                             ev’ry bombastic beast

They would have u believe u are just a bag of bones
Waiting 4 the box
Waiting 4 the worms 2 call
Waiting 4 the worms 2 make a feast

They would have u part ways w/ The Herder (at your core)
They would have u part ways w/ the Drum, the Dance, the compassionate Whore

They would have u drink filth w/ your morning paper
They would have u fulfill your worst nightmares
They would have u endulge (en what is most corrosive 2 your spark)

They would have u, unknowingly, champion corruption
They would have u abide comfortably en the dark
And acquiesce 2 the terms of hate

It is the way of the World!
They would have u believe
Dog eats dog! Better wise up, niggah.

They would have u believe abundance has abandoned u
And that the law of scarcity is dharma
No books! No grits! No scratch!

They would have u believe so many dreadful things
They would have u think so many dreadful thoughts

They would have u entrenched,
Firmly committed 2 the shackles of the ghetto
                                    the shackles of an enauthentic Life,
A Life u were not born 2 live

A Life of want
A Life of sorrow
A Life of regret

© LogosVox 2013