Carl Jung Unconsciously Incorporating Quetzalcoatl into "The Red Book"?

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The footnotes map both Shamdasanis journey and Jungs. They include references to Faust, Keats, Ovid, the Norse gods Odin and Thor, the Egyptian deities Isis and Osiris, the Greek goddess Hecate, ancient Gnostic texts, Greek Hyperboreans, King Herod, the Old Testament, the New Testament, Nietzsches Zarathustra, astrology, the artist Giacometti and the alchemical formulation of gold. And thats just naming a few. The central premise of the book, Shamdasani told me, was that Jung had become disillusioned with scientific rationalism — what he called the spirit of the times — and over the course of many quixotic encounters with his own soul and with other inner figures, he comes to know and appreciate the spirit of the depths, a field that makes room for magic, coincidence and the mythological metaphors delivered by dreams.
Working at Zurichs Burghölzli psychiatric hospital, Jung listened intently to the ravings of schizophrenics, believing they held clues to both personal and universal truths. At home, in his spare time, he pored over Dante, Goethe, Swedenborg and Nietzsche. He began to study mythology and world cultures, applying what he learned to the live feed from the unconscious — claiming that dreams offered a rich and symbolic narrative coming from the depths of the psyche. Somewhere along the way, he started to view the human soul — not just the mind and the body — as requiring specific care and development, an idea that pushed him into a province long occupied by poets and priests but not so much by medical doctors and empirical scientists.
He later would compare this period of his life — this confrontation with the unconscious, as he called it — to a mescaline experiment. He described his visions as coming in an incessant stream. He likened them to rocks falling on his head, to thunderstorms, to molten lava. I often had to cling to the table, he recalled, so as not to fall apart.
Had he been a psychiatric patient, Jung might well have been told he had a nervous disorder and encouraged to ignore the circus going on in his head. But as a psychiatrist, and one with a decidedly maverick streak, he tried instead to tear down the wall between his rational self and his psyche. For about six years, Jung worked to prevent his conscious mind from blocking out what his unconscious mind wanted to show him. Between appointments with patients, after dinner with his wife and children, whenever there was a spare hour or two, Jung sat in a book-lined office on the second floor of his home and actually induced hallucinations — what he called active imaginations. In order to grasp the fantasies which were stirring in me underground, Jung wrote later in his book Memories, Dreams, Reflections, I knew that I had to let myself plummet down into them. He found himself in a liminal place, as full of creative abundance as it was of potential ruin, believing it to be the same borderlands traveled by both lunatics and great artists.
The book tells the story of Jung trying to face down his own demons as they emerged from the shadows. The results are humiliating, sometimes unsavory. In it, Jung travels the land of the dead, falls in love with a woman he later realizes is his sister, gets squeezed by a giant serpent and, in one terrifying moment, eats the liver of a little child. (I swallow with desperate efforts — it is impossible — once again and once again — I almost faint — it is done.) At one point, even the devil criticizes Jung as hateful.
And finally, there sunbathing under the lights, sat Carl Jungs Red Book, splayed open to Page 37. One side of the open page showed an intricate mosaic painting of a giant holding an ax, surrounded by winged serpents and crocodiles. The other side was filled with a cramped German calligraphy that seemed at once controlled and also, just given the number of words on the page, created the impression of something written feverishly, cathartically.
It turned out that nearly everybody around the Red Book was dreaming that week. Nancy Furlotti dreamed that we were all sitting at a table drinking amber liquid from glass globes and talking about death. (Was the scanning of the book a death? Wasnt death followed by rebirth?) Sonu Shamdasani dreamed that he came upon Hoerni sleeping in the garden of a museum. Stephen Martin was sure that he had felt some invisible hand patting him on the back while he slept. And Hugh Milstein, one of the digital techs scanning the book, passed a tormented night watching a ghostly, white-faced child flash on a computer screen. (Furlotti and Martin debated: could that be Mercurius? The god of travelers at a crossroads?)

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[ThePoltergueist]

Why all these people who likes load their own videos look so sad...? this guy seems is going to start crying...

[guitaoist]

"This guy" is the only one reading your dumb comment so think of something better to say than speaking of me in third person like I never read comments

[xwaystranger]

Quetzalcoatl has nothing at all to do with a Reptilian species. As recorded in the Codexes (the only surviving books from MesoAmerica) Quetzalcoatl was a lineage of human Artist/Mystics (Tolteca). Plumada Serpiente was the Luminous (feathers) around the Shaman Shape core. Both the Quetzalcoatls and Pakal from Peru were white men originally from Aryan Atlantis. That is why the much later Aztecs welcomed the White Bearded Cortez into their city. They believed he was a returning Quetzalcoatl.

[guitaoist]

well graham hancock and i believe Q has very deep roots within reptilian worship among most ancient civilizations. he was a white man ofcourse, but his lineage was sepantine. even the books of chilam balam speak of the first peoples as jaguars, then eventually snakes, then the rest. we should help each othr tho, not battle hom;ie.

[DrowningArt94]

looking forward too it, like your shirt by the way.

[guitaoist]

thanks, my mom says she already has it which really bugs me since chanukah ain't for over a month.. patience is THE virtue

[uptown132]

You're very handsome.

[walterwz]

The interesting point here is that for me Jung is my sage and source in much the same way Nietzsche is yours. My first and biggest problem with Nietzsche is that his name is too difficult to spell. For me, finding Jung was very revolutionary. With the Jungian viewpoint EVERYTHING fell into place.

Jung liked Nietzsche and referred to his work often.

[garethnboyd]

Have you read "The Way of the Shaman" by Michael Harner? Near the beginning he gives an account of his first experience with Ayahuasca. During this experience he encounters a serpentine race that descends upon Earth and seeds life(for lack of a better term). After coming out of the trip the shaman he was with tell him a little more about this race, as he also has encountered them.

It's a very interesting story, and obviously the book goes into a bit more detail than I am here...

[browndemon386]

christ has nothing to do with Quetzalcoatl!! stop trying to connect the great warrior god with a weak carpenter!

[xwaystranger]

@xwaystranger As you state, "He was a white man". The last ruler of the Quetzalcoatl lineage in the 10th century was Topilzin Quetzalcoatl. The Aztec rulers even had to have Tolteca (Q) bloodlines. If Cortez was brought to a "reptile" on his arrival he would have recorded it. As with all MesoAmerican and American peoples they used "animal" analogies in names so the common people could understand (Sitting Bull was not a bull) These PC times are being distorted by the real Reptilians.