Jung's Red Book

If you want to immerse yourself in the deepest recesses of one of the greatest minds of all time, try to find a copy of Jung's Red Book. An indecipherable labyrinth of pictures and text, leading you through Jung's unconscious whilst he grapples with man's purpose, the struggle between good and evil, his own spiritual journey. Some light fluffy reading for you. Its not a literal narrative, but it goes back to the post I put up about automatic writing. See the below quote from an article written upon the book's publication.

"A clue to its value for Jung can be found in the advice he later gave to a client who was experiencing the deeper and sometimes frightening parts of her mind. “I should advise you to put it all down as beautifully as you can — in some beautifully bound book,” Jung instructed. “It will seem as if you were making the visions banal — but then you need to do that — then you are freed from the power of them. . . . Then when these things are in some precious book you can go to the book and turn over the pages and for you it will be your church — your cathedral — the silent places of your spirit where you will find renewal.”

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THE OPENING OF THE EGG

"on the evening of the third day, I kneel down on the rug and carefully open the egg. Something resembling smoke rises up from it and suddenly Izdubar is standing before me, enormous, transformed, and complete. His limbs are whole and I find no trace of damage on them. It's as if he had awoken from a deep sleep. He says:

"Where am I? How narrow it is here how dark, how cool-am I
in the grave? Where was I? He seemed to me as if I had been outside in the
universe- over and under me was an endlessly dark star-glittering sky- ]and I was in a passion of unspeakable yearning.
Streams of fire broke from my radiating body-
I surged through blazing flames-
I swam in a sea that wrapped me in living fires-
Full of light, full of longing, full of eternity-
I was ancient and perpetually renewing myself-
Falling from the heights to the depths,
and whirled glowing from the depths to the heights-
hovering around myself amidst glowing clouds-
as raining embers beating down like the foam of the surf, engulfing myself in stifling heat-
Embracing and rejecting myself in a boundless game-
Where was I? I was completely sun."