As we ride towards the sunset

As we ride towards the sunset, I ask myself whether the end will ever come, whether the sunset is a place, a real place. An end to the rainbow. A place to rest, to die.  This thought makes me stop. The others look back at me, no words. I am not ready, I say. Ed…

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The second half

Realising that there actually was a second half of life gave me a very strong sense of purpose. It was my first encounter with the work of Carl Jung, which changed my life. The first half of life is devoted to forming a healthy ego, the second half is going inward and letting go of…

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On the other side

“I thought we might end this evening with a discussion of the soul. All of the greatest religions speak of the soul’s endurance before the end of life. So what then does it mean to die?“ Eissenheim The Illusionist, in The Illusionist – Don’t do this He wanted to look at her. To look at…

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