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The Erring

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259

I

The Red One

2-5

259-261

II

Castle in the Forest

5-10

261-265

III

One of the Lowly

11-15

265-267

IV

The Anchorite, I

15-23

267-270

V

The Anchorite, II

22-28

270-273

VI

Death

29-31

273-275

VII

Earlier Temples

32-35

275-277

VIII

1st Day

37-44

277-281

IX

2nd Day

46-49

281-284

X

Incantations

50-63

284-286

XI

The Opening of the Egg

65-69

286-288

XII

Hell

73-75

288-290

XIII

Sacrificial

76-78

290-291

XIV

Divine Folly

98-100

292-293

XV

2nd Night

100-106

293-298

XVI

3rd Night

108-114

209-301

XVII

4th Night

114-120

302-305

XVIII

The 3 Prophecies

124-126

305-307

XIX

The Gift of Magic

126-136

307-309

XX

Way of the Cross

136-139

309-312

XXI

Magician

139-189

312-330

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Images of the Erring

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259

"the prophets that prophesy ... speak a vision". (Yirmyah 23:16)

 "I have heard what the prophets said ..., saying, I have dreamed, I have dreamed. ... The prophet that hath a dream, let him tell a dream". (Yirmyah 23:25)

I

The Red One

2-5

259-261

 "my will is paralyzed and ... the spirit of the depths possesses me. ...

{The "spirit of the depths" is appeartaining to "deep things of S`at.an" (Apokalupsis of Ioannes 2:24).}

I can therefore neither want this nor that, since nothing indicates to me whether I want this or that."

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p. 259a

"I am standing on the highest tower of a castle. ... I am wearing a green garment. ... I am the tower guard. I look out into the distance. ... I see ... a horseman in a red coat ... . He is coming to my castle : ... there stands the Red One, his long shape wholly shrouded in red, even his hair is red. ...

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p. 259b

The Red One seems to get redder, his garments shine like glowing iron. ...

{Gan.apati "is dressed in red, with limbs painted with red sandalpaste. (GU 12. HP, 295 -- "G-K").}

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p. 260b

T. R. : "... Life doesn’t require any seriousness. On the contrary, it’s better to dance through life."

{"Yet, when Ganesha dances for his parents, he is in a comic aspect." ("DG")}

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[p. 260, fn. 11 "In Nietzsche’s Thus Spoke Zarathustra, Zarathustra ... urges "You Higher Men, ... a man ought to dance – to dance beyond yourselves!" ("Of the higher men," p. 306)."] ...

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p. 260b

The red of the rider transforms itself into a tender reddish flesh color.

{Gan.apati’s protagonist Sindura hath "A flwless pink complexion" (GSS, p. 103).}

And behold – Oh miracle – my green garments everywhere burst into green leaft

{cf. the "Jolly Green Giant"}

T. R. : "Don’t you recognize me, brother, I am joy!""

{"Gan.es`a is ... the sweet of ananda (bliss). He is known as "modaka priya [‘candied joy’]."" (GSS, p. 91)}

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p. 260b

"Surely this red one was ... my devil. That is, he was my joy, the joy of the serious person, who keeps watch alone on the high tower –

his ... warm bright red joy.

{Likewise, to the Chinese red is the color of joyous festivities.}

... that strange joy ... that comes unsuspected like a warm southerly wind".

{Red is also the color assigned in Chinese symbolism to the elemental fire of the mythic south.}

p. 261a

"A religious conversation is inevitable with the devil, since he demands it ... . ... I ... try to come to an understanding with him. If you ever have the rare opportunity to speak with the devil, then do ... . He is your devil after all. ... . ... with this we reach common

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ground where understanding is possible. The devil is convince that dancing is ... an expression of joy ... . In this I agree with the devil. ... When I saw that the devil is joy, surely I ... wanted to make a pact with him. ... Through my coming to terms with the devil ..., I accepted some of his joy."

II

Castle in the Forest

5-10

261-265

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p. 261b

"I finally come to ... a small old castle ... . ... I wait for a long time, it begins to rain. ... A man in an old fashioned garment, a servant, ... leads me up an old, worn-out stairway. ... I am led into ... a scholar’s study, with bookshelves on all four walls and a large writing desk, at which an old man sits waring a long black robe. ...

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The servant comes and leads me to a small chamber on the same floor with ... a large bed. ... I undress immediately and go to bed, after I have snuffed out the candle. ...

p. 262a

"Have you come at last?" she asks quietly. ...

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Do you too let yourself be deluded by the wretched delusion that I belong in a novel? You as well, whom I hoped had thrown off appearances and striven after the essence of things? ...

p. 262b

She : "... the fairy tale is the great mother of the novel, and has even more universal validity than the most-avidly read novel of your time. ..." [fn. 22 : "Jung’s pupil Marie-Louise {read "-Luise"} von Franz developed the ... interpretation of fairy tales in a series of books. See her The Interpretation of Fairy Tales ([Dallas, TX : Spring Publications, 1970])."] ... Only what is human and what you call banal and hackneyed

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contains the wisdom that you seek. The fabulous does ... speak ... for me, and proves how universally human I am ... .

p. 263a

With these words her shape dissolves into darkness. ... Where she stood ... is a profusion of red roses."

Your world begins to become wonderful. Man ... belongs to the wonder-world of his soul."

"If you look into yourselves, you will see ... the nearby as far-off and infinite, since the world of the inner is as infinite as the world of the outer. Just as you become a part of the manifold essence of the world through your bodies, so you become a part of the manifold essence of the inner world through your soul. This inner world is truly infinite, in no way poorer than the outer one. Man lives in two worlds."

{The Taoist deities of internal alchemy are likewise praesent both at sites within one’s body, and also in the cosmos.}

III

One of the Lowly

11-15

265-267

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p. 265a

"I found myself wandering ... in a homely, snow-covered country. A gray evening sky covers the sun. The air is moist and frosty.

Someone ... has joined me. Most notably, he has only one eye ... . ...

{This is O`dinn, who desposited one of his eyen as a pledge at the well of Mi`mir.}

He : "Working for a farmer doesn’t suit me. ..." ...

{ O`dinn, whilst in the guise of Bo,lverk, cast his hone betwixt twain churls.}

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p. 265b

He : "... There was one man who ran up houses. Another carried his head under his arm. Another even stood in the middle of a fire and wasn’t burnt. ..." ... .

... didn’t the saints also carry their heads under their arms? Didn’t Saint Francis and Saint Ignatius levitate – and what about the three men in the fiery furnace? ...

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p. 266a

After dinner I go to bed in a humble room. ... Suddenly I awaken at night {within the dream, of course}. ... I open the door of his room. Moonlight floods it. ... The moon paints my shadow black on the white walls of the chamber. ... I look inquiringly at the moon as a witness. ... What shadows over the earth!"

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p. 266a

"an uncanny moan and a gurgle mixed with a half-stifled cough."

{"Clearchus says this also more plainly than Philostephanus the Cyrenaean, whom I have previously mentioned. "There are some fish which, though they have no throats, can utter a sound. Such are those which are found near Cleitor, in Arcadia, in the river called Ladon. For they have a voice, and utter a very audible sound."" (A:D 8:6 [332])}

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p. 266b

"the holy stream of common life, where you are ... a fish among fish, a frog among frogs."

{"Phylarchus, in his fourth book, says that people had often seen it raining fish, and often also raining wheat, and that the same thing has happened with respect to frogs." (A:D 8:6 [333])} {"Polycharmus speaks, in the second book of his Affairs of Lycia; writing in this manner- "there comes up such an enormous quantity ... of whales, such as the phalaena, or pristis"". (A:D 8:8 [333]) – ‘Whale’ is the usual meaning of /Ketos/, the epithet of Ammonios as mentioned in cap. IV, p. 267, fn. 45.}

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p. 266b

"As a drop in the ocean you ... wander vast distances in blurred currents and wash up on strange shores ... . You mount the billows of huge storms ... . ...

p. 267a

From endless blue plains you sink into black depths ... .

You slip through ... twisting, wavering. dark-leaved plants, and

{cf. the Maori soul’s seaweed-permeated submarine afterlife, entered via Te Reina}

The knowledge of death came to me that night, from the dying that engulfs the world. ...

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Your heights are like the moon that luminously wanders alone ... . ...

p. 267b

With otherworldly silvery light and

green twilights,

{the moon’s celebrated "green cheese" : cf. the so-called "green flash" emitted from the limb of an astronomical object extended barely above the horizon.}

you pour out into the distant horror. ... The moon is dead.

Your soul went to the moon, to the preserver of souls. Thus the soul moved toward death. ...

[fn. 40 : "In Transformations and Symbols of the Libido (1912), Jung cited beliefs in different cultures that the moon was the gathering place of departed souls (CW B, @496). In Mysterium Coniunctionis (1955/56), Jung commented on this motif in alchemy (CW 14, @155)."]

For that reason I turned away and sough the place of inner life."

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p. 267, fn. 44

"Yes, it is the in-between world, the pathless, the manifold-dazzling. ... I had reached a new world, which had been alien to me previously."