My soul spoke to me in a whisper, urgently and alarmingly: S: “Words, words, do not make too many words. Be silent and listen: have you recognized your madness and do you admit it? Have you noticed that all your foundations are completely mired in madness? Do you not want to recognize your madness and welcome it in a friendly manner? You wanted to accept everything. So accept madness too. Let the light of your madness shine, and it will suddenly dawn on you. Madness is not to be despised and not to be feared, but instead you should give it life.” I: “Your words sound hard and the task you set me is difficult.” S: “If you want to find paths, you should also not spurn madness, since it makes up such a great part of your nature.” I: “I didn’t know that this is so.” S: “Be glad that you can recognize it, for you will thus avoid becoming its victim. Madness is a special form of the spirit and clings to all teachings and philosophies, but even more to daily life, since life itself is full of craziness and at bottom utterly illogical. Man strives toward reason only so that he can make rules for himself. Life itself has no rules. That is its mystery and its unknown law. What you call knowledge is an attempt to impose something comprehensible on life.” I: “That all sounds very desolate, but nevertheless it prompts me to disagree.” S: “You have nothing to disagree with—you are in the madhouse.” - C.G. Jung, The Red Book, Nox Tertia, cap. XVI, p. 347
