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Ed Summers - I Can Tell [Soya]
Ed Summers - I Can Tell [Soya] Biography: Born in Detroit, Mich in 1955. Father "Marion (More) Ed Summers - I Can Tell [Soya] Biography: Born in Detroit, Mich in 1955. Father "Marion W. Summers" passed away in 1966. Mother remarried in 1969 to Cato Weatherspoon. Father of William Weatherspoon writer of such hits as "What Becomes of the Brokenhearted", and Johnny Weatherspoon; Comedian and Actor. Learned a great deal from William while developing own style of production, writing and artistry. Played Cello and Bass Violin in High School. 1973 - Graduated from Highland Park High and spent time at the University of Michigan. Played Bass Guitar and sang background and some lead in a group called the "Testimonial Singers". Recorded an album that was never released. Left the group (kinda' got booted out) that would eventually become the "Winans". Picked up the acoustic guitar. Began to write songs on a continual basis. Began to sing solo in the Detroit area. Worked as Staff Producer and Writer at "Sound Suite Recording Studio". Met wife who was already a writer at same studio. Got married in 1980 to Deborah Dickson. Three children (Faith, Eddie and James.) Recorded "I Can Tell" and "Prepare yourself" on a 45 single. Dropped out of music industry to gain consistent support for family. Worked with artist such as; The Funk Brothers, General Johnson, Gladys Knight, Dennis Edwards, The Clark Sisters... and many more.. Supported self as computer technician and building websites. Stepped away from music completely for about 3-4 years. In 1986 began to work on a project called "Songs of Deliverance - Peace". Completed the project in 1989. The album was given away by request as part of a ministry. Later because of expenses (postage), you could download the mp3's from the website but could no longer get the cassette. The tapes and mp3's are all over the world. 1990; moved to Tampa, Fla to become A&R Director of new record company. Company folded. Decided to stay in Florida. Built a Recording Studio for hire on Nebraska Avenue in the Carl Hankins and Assoc. building. Paid for lease by cleaning building. Closed studio to start new job as Systems Analyst. 1999 was out-sourced. 2003 built a studio in Tampa where the "Earth & Heaven" CD was completed in October of 2004. ______________________ www.soul-treasures.com ______________________ (Less)
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Sound: 'Songs of the Humpback Whale' from the album 'Whale Songs'. Originally (More) Sound: 'Songs of the Humpback Whale' from the album 'Whale Songs'. Originally released in 1970 on CRM Records, these recordings were made by Roger Payne to publicize the plight of whales in the late 20th century. Available for free download at: avantgardeproject.org/AGP28/index.htm ‘To his surprise he noticed that he no longer cat any shadow on to the sand, as if he had at last completed his journey across the margins of the inner landscape he had carried in his mind for so many years. The light failed, and the air grew darker. The dust was dull and opaque, the crystals in its surface dead and clouded. An immense pall of darkness lay over the dunes, as if the whole of the exterior world were losing its existence’. J. G. Ballard, ‘The Drought’ ‘The innate releasing mechanisms laid down in your cytoplasm millions of years ago have been awakened, the expanding sun and the rising temperature are driving you back down the spinal levels into the drowned seas submerged beneath the lowest layers of your unconscious, into the entirely new zone of the neuronic psyche. This is the lumbar transfer, total biopsychic recall (…). These are the oldest memories on Earth, the time-codes carried in every chromosome and gene. Every step we've taken in our evolution is a milestone inscribed with organic memories—from the enzymes controlling the carbon dioxide cycle to the organisation of the brachial plexus and the nerve pathways of the Pyramid cells in the mid-brain, each is a record of a thousand decisions taken in the face of a sudden physico-chemical crisis. Just as psychoanalysis reconstructs the original traumatic situation in order to release the repressed material, so we are now being plunged back into the archaeopsychic past, uncovering the ancient taboos and drives that have been dormant for epochs. The brief span of an individual life is misleading. Each one of us is as old as the entire biological kingdom, and our bloodstreams are tributaries of the great sea of its total memory. The uterine odyssey of the growing foetus recapitulates the entire evolutionary past, and its central nervous system is coded time scale, each nexus of neurones and each spinal level marking a symbolic station, a unit of neuronic time. The further down the central nervous system you move, from the hind-brain through the medulla into the spinal cord, the further you descend back into the neuronic past. For example, the junction between the thoracic and lumbar vertebrae, between T-12 and L-1, is the great zone of transit between the gill-breathing fish and the airbreathing amphibians with their respiratory rib-cages, the very junction where we stand now on the shores of this lagoon, between the Paleozoic and Triassic Eras ’. J. G. Ballard, ‘The Drowned World’. ‘He who dies before he dies, does not die when he dies’. Abraham of Santa Clara, christian monk, XVII century. ‘You have to go beyond the place where death is a morbid and evil thing. It's about liberation, not at the end of life, but during, when it matters. Now’. Jed McKenna, ‘Spiritually Incorrect Enlightenment’. ‘I had dreamed once before of the problem of the self and the ego. In that earlier dream I was on a hiking trip. I was walking along a little road through a hilly landscape; the sun was shining and I had a wide view in all directions. Then I came to a small wayside chapel. The door was ajar, and I went in. To my surprise there was no image of the Virgin on the altar, and no crucifix either, but only a wonderful flower arrangement. But then I saw that on the floor in front of the altar, facing me, sat a yogi in lotus posture, in deep meditation. When I looked at him more closely, I realized that he had my face. I started in profound fright, and awoke with the thought: "Aha, so he is the one who is meditating me. He has a dream, and I am it." I knew that when he awakened, I would no longer be.’ Carl G. Jung, ‘Memories, Dreams, Reflections’. ‘Man lives on earth not once, but three times: the first stage of his life is continual sleep; the second, sleeping and waking by turns; the third, waking forever. The act of leaving the first stage for the second we call Birth; that of leaving the second for the third, Death’. Gustav Fechner. On Life after death (1835). ‘If you're frightened of dying and holding on, you'll see devils tearing your life away. But if you've made your peace then the devils are really angels freeing you from the earth’. Meister Eckhart, as quoted in the film ’Jacob’s Ladder’ (Adrian Lyne, 1990). ‘There have always been people who, not satisfied with the dominants of conscious file set forth – under cover and by devious paths, to their destruction or salvation – to seek direct experience of the eternal roots, and, following the lure of the restless unconscious psyche, find themselves in the wilderness where, like Jesus, they come up against the son of darkness’. C. G. Jung, ‘Psychology and Alchemy’ ‘And so, the real treasure, the treasure that brings our wretchedness and our ordeals to and end, is never far away. We must never go looking for it in distant lands, for it lies buried in the most secret recesses of our own house; in other words, or our own being. But then there is the strange and constant fact that it is only after a pious journey to a distant region, in a strange land, a new country, that the meaning of the inner voice guiding our search can be revealed to us’. Heinrich Zimmer. ‘Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And passed into the nameless, as a cloud Melts into heaven’. Alfred Tennyson ‘There is a solitude of space, A solitude of sea, A solitude of death, but these Society shall be, Compared with that profounder site- That polar privacy, A Soul admitted to itself: Finite Infinity’. Emily Dickinson ------ ‘Advirtió con sorpresa que ya no arrojaba ninguna sombra sobre la arena, como si al fin hubiera completado su viaje entrando en el paisaje interior que había llevado en la mente durante tantos años. La luz desfallecía, y el aire se hizo más oscuro. El polvo parecía gris y opaco, y los cristales de la superficie ensombrecidos y muertos. Un inmenso palio de oscuridad se extendía sobre las dunas, como si todo el mundo exterior estuviese dejando de existir’ J. G. Ballard, ‘La sequía’ ‘Los mecanismos liberadores innatos impresos en tu citoplasma hace millones de años han despertado. El sol en expansión y la temperatura en aumento están arrastrándote hacia abajo, por los niveles espinales hasta los mares sumergidos en las capas más bajas de tu inconsciente, a una zona enteramente nueva de la psique neurónica. Esta es una transferencia lumbar, una memoria totalmente biopsíquica. (…) Estos son los recuerdos más antiguos de la Tierra, los códigos de tiempo que llevamos en los genes y en los cromosomas. Todo paso hacia adelante en el camino de la evolución es una piedra miliar de recuerdos orgánicos. Desde las enzimas que gobiernan el ciclo del anhídrido carbónico hasta la organización del plexo braquial y de los haces nerviosos de las células piramidales del cerebro medio, todo es un registro de mil decisiones tomadas ante una crisis fisicoquímica repentina. Así como el psicoanálisis reconstruye la situación original traumática para liberar el material reprimido, así se nos arroja ahora al pasado arqueopsíquico, donde descubrimos los antiguos tabúes e impulsos, adormecidos durante tantos milenios. No nos dejemos engañar por la brevedad de la vida del individuo. Cada uno de nosotros tiene la edad de todo el reino biológico, y nuestras corrientes sanguíneas son ríos que desembocan en el vasto océano de la memoria de ese reino. La odisea uterina del feto recapitula todo el pasado evolutivo, y su sistema nervioso central es una escala de tiempo cifrada. Todo nexo de neuronas y todo nivel espinal son una etapa simbólica, una unidad de tiempo neurónico. Cuanto más desciendes en el sistema nervioso, desde el cerebro a la médula, más desciendes también en el pasado neurónico. Por ejemplo, la unión entre las vértebras torácicas y lumbares, entre la duodécima del tórax y la primera lumbar, es la gran zona de tránsito entre los peces que respiran agua y los anfibios que respiran aire y desarrollan una caja respiratoria, la zona en que nos encontramos ahora, en las orillas mismas de esta laguna, entre la era paleozoica y la era triásica. J. G. Ballard, ‘El mundo sumergido’. ‘Quien muere antes de morir, no muere cuando muere’. Abraham de Santa Clara, monje cristiano del siglo XVII. ‘Debes ir más allá del lugar donde la muerte es una cosa mórbida y malvada. Se trata de liberarse, no al final de la vida, sino durante la vida, cuando realmente importa. Ahora’. Jed McKenna, ‘Spiritual Incorrect Enlightenment’. En una ocasión soñé con el problema del yo y del ego. En el sueño, me encontraba en una excursión. Por un pequeño camino atravesé un paisaje accidentado, el sol brillaba y yo divisaba un amplio panorama. Entonces llegué a una pequeña ermita. La puerta estaba abierta y entré. Ante mi asombro, en el altar no se encontraba ninguna imagen de la madre de Dios ni ningún crucifijo, sino sólo un adorno de hermosas flores. Pero luego vi que, ante el altar, en el suelo, vuelto hacia mí, estaba un yogui sentado meditando profundamente. Al contemplarle de cerca vi que tenía mi rostro. Me desperté asustado pensando: ¡Ah!, éste es el que me medita. Ha tenido un sueño que soy yo. Sabía que cuando él despertara yo ya no existiría más. Carl G. Jung, ‘Sueños, recuerdos, pensamientos’. ‘El hombre no vive una vez sino tres: durante el primer estadio de su vida, no deja de soñar. Durante el segundo va alternando entre el sueño y el despertar. Y sólo en el tercero despierta para siempre. Llamamos Nacimiento al paso del primer estadio al segundo. Y Muerte al paso del segundo al tercero’. Gustav Fechner. ‘Acerca de la vida después de la muerte’. ‘Si tienes miedo de morir y te resistes, verás demonios arrancándote la vida. Pero si estás en paz, entonces verás que los demonios son en realidad ángeles que te liberan de la Tierra’. Meister Eckhart, citado en la película ‘La Escalera de Jacob’ (Adrian Lyne, 1990). ‘Han existido siempre personas que, por debajo y por caminos secundarios, para su perdición o su salvación, no se han conformado con el dominante de la vida de la conciencia, sino que buscaron la experiencia primitiva de las raíces eternas. Y, obedeciendo a la fascinación del inconsciente inquieto, se lanzaron a aquel desierto, donde, como Jesús, se encontraron con el hijo de las tinieblas’. C. G. Jung, ‘Psicología y Alquimia’ ‘Ahora bien, el auténtico tesoro, el fin de nuestras miserias y esfuerzos, nunca está lejos, no debe buscarse en una región distante; está en lo más íntimo de nuestros hogares, o sea, nuestro ser… Pero se produce el extraño y persistente hecho de que sólo tras un oportuno viaje a remotas regiones, un país extranjero o una tierra extraña, el sentido de la voz interior que guiará nuestra búsqueda puede revelarse ante nosotros’. Heinrich Zimmer. ‘En más de una ocasión, cuando me sentaba en soledad, girando en mí mismo, El mundo, que es el símbolo de mí mismo, El límite mortal del yo, se perdía, Y alcanzaba lo innombrable, como una nube Que se diluye en el cielo’. Alfred Tennyson ‘Hay una soledad del mar, una soledad del espacio, una soledad de la muerte. Y no obstante parecen compañía comparadas con ésa más profunda –intimidad polar, infinitud finita: la del alma consigo’. Emily Dickinson (Less)
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Ed Summers - I Can Tell [Soya] Ed Summers - I Can Tell [Soya] Biography: Born in Detroit, Mich in 1955. Father "Marion (More) Ed Summers - I Can Tell [Soya] Biography: Born in Detroit, Mich in 1955. Father "Marion W. Summers" passed away in 1966. Mother remarried in 1969 to Cato Weatherspoon. Father of William Weatherspoon writer of such hits as "What Becomes of the Brokenhearted", and Johnny Weatherspoon; Comedian and Actor. Learned a great deal from William while developing own style of production, writing and artistry. Played Cello and Bass Violin in High School. 1973 - Graduated from Highland Park High and spent time at the University of Michigan. Played Bass Guitar and sang background and some lead in a group called the "Testimonial Singers". Recorded an album that was never released. Left the group (kinda' got booted out) that would eventually become the "Winans". Picked up the acoustic guitar. Began to write songs on a continual basis. Began to sing solo in the Detroit area. Worked as Staff Producer and Writer at "Sound Suite Recording Studio". Met wife who was already a writer at same studio. Got married in 1980 to Deborah Dickson. Three children (Faith, Eddie and James.) Recorded "I Can Tell" and "Prepare yourself" on a 45 single. Dropped out of music industry to gain consistent support for family. Worked with artist such as; The Funk Brothers, General Johnson, Gladys Knight, Dennis Edwards, The Clark Sisters... and many more.. Supported self as computer technician and building websites. Stepped away from music completely for about 3-4 years. In 1986 began to work on a project called "Songs of Deliverance - Peace". Completed the project in 1989. The album was given away by request as part of a ministry. Later because of expenses (postage), you could download the mp3's from the website but could no longer get the cassette. The tapes and mp3's are all over the world. 1990; moved to Tampa, Fla to become A&R Director of new record company. Company folded. Decided to stay in Florida. Built a Recording Studio for hire on Nebraska Avenue in the Carl Hankins and Assoc. building. Paid for lease by cleaning building. Closed studio to start new job as Systems Analyst. 1999 was out-sourced. 2003 built a studio in Tampa where the "Earth & Heaven" CD was completed in October of 2004. ______________________ www.soul-treasures.com ______________________ (Less)
2674 Sound: 'Songs of the Humpback Whale' from the album 'Whale Songs'. Originally (More) Sound: 'Songs of the Humpback Whale' from the album 'Whale Songs'. Originally released in 1970 on CRM Records, these recordings were made by Roger Payne to publicize the plight of whales in the late 20th century. Available for free download at: avantgardeproject.org/AGP28/index.htm ‘To his surprise he noticed that he no longer cat any shadow on to the sand, as if he had at last completed his journey across the margins of the inner landscape he had carried in his mind for so many years. The light failed, and the air grew darker. The dust was dull and opaque, the crystals in its surface dead and clouded. An immense pall of darkness lay over the dunes, as if the whole of the exterior world were losing its existence’. J. G. Ballard, ‘The Drought’ ‘The innate releasing mechanisms laid down in your cytoplasm millions of years ago have been awakened, the expanding sun and the rising temperature are driving you back down the spinal levels into the drowned seas submerged beneath the lowest layers of your unconscious, into the entirely new zone of the neuronic psyche. This is the lumbar transfer, total biopsychic recall (…). These are the oldest memories on Earth, the time-codes carried in every chromosome and gene. Every step we've taken in our evolution is a milestone inscribed with organic memories—from the enzymes controlling the carbon dioxide cycle to the organisation of the brachial plexus and the nerve pathways of the Pyramid cells in the mid-brain, each is a record of a thousand decisions taken in the face of a sudden physico-chemical crisis. Just as psychoanalysis reconstructs the original traumatic situation in order to release the repressed material, so we are now being plunged back into the archaeopsychic past, uncovering the ancient taboos and drives that have been dormant for epochs. The brief span of an individual life is misleading. Each one of us is as old as the entire biological kingdom, and our bloodstreams are tributaries of the great sea of its total memory. The uterine odyssey of the growing foetus recapitulates the entire evolutionary past, and its central nervous system is coded time scale, each nexus of neurones and each spinal level marking a symbolic station, a unit of neuronic time. The further down the central nervous system you move, from the hind-brain through the medulla into the spinal cord, the further you descend back into the neuronic past. For example, the junction between the thoracic and lumbar vertebrae, between T-12 and L-1, is the great zone of transit between the gill-breathing fish and the airbreathing amphibians with their respiratory rib-cages, the very junction where we stand now on the shores of this lagoon, between the Paleozoic and Triassic Eras ’. J. G. Ballard, ‘The Drowned World’. ‘He who dies before he dies, does not die when he dies’. Abraham of Santa Clara, christian monk, XVII century. ‘You have to go beyond the place where death is a morbid and evil thing. It's about liberation, not at the end of life, but during, when it matters. Now’. Jed McKenna, ‘Spiritually Incorrect Enlightenment’. ‘I had dreamed once before of the problem of the self and the ego. In that earlier dream I was on a hiking trip. I was walking along a little road through a hilly landscape; the sun was shining and I had a wide view in all directions. Then I came to a small wayside chapel. The door was ajar, and I went in. To my surprise there was no image of the Virgin on the altar, and no crucifix either, but only a wonderful flower arrangement. But then I saw that on the floor in front of the altar, facing me, sat a yogi in lotus posture, in deep meditation. When I looked at him more closely, I realized that he had my face. I started in profound fright, and awoke with the thought: "Aha, so he is the one who is meditating me. He has a dream, and I am it." I knew that when he awakened, I would no longer be.’ Carl G. Jung, ‘Memories, Dreams, Reflections’. ‘Man lives on earth not once, but three times: the first stage of his life is continual sleep; the second, sleeping and waking by turns; the third, waking forever. The act of leaving the first stage for the second we call Birth; that of leaving the second for the third, Death’. Gustav Fechner. On Life after death (1835). ‘If you're frightened of dying and holding on, you'll see devils tearing your life away. But if you've made your peace then the devils are really angels freeing you from the earth’. Meister Eckhart, as quoted in the film ’Jacob’s Ladder’ (Adrian Lyne, 1990). ‘There have always been people who, not satisfied with the dominants of conscious file set forth – under cover and by devious paths, to their destruction or salvation – to seek direct experience of the eternal roots, and, following the lure of the restless unconscious psyche, find themselves in the wilderness where, like Jesus, they come up against the son of darkness’. C. G. Jung, ‘Psychology and Alchemy’ ‘And so, the real treasure, the treasure that brings our wretchedness and our ordeals to and end, is never far away. We must never go looking for it in distant lands, for it lies buried in the most secret recesses of our own house; in other words, or our own being. But then there is the strange and constant fact that it is only after a pious journey to a distant region, in a strange land, a new country, that the meaning of the inner voice guiding our search can be revealed to us’. Heinrich Zimmer. ‘Sat all alone, revolving in myself The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed, And passed into the nameless, as a cloud Melts into heaven’. Alfred Tennyson ‘There is a solitude of space, A solitude of sea, A solitude of death, but these Society shall be, Compared with that profounder site- That polar privacy, A Soul admitted to itself: Finite Infinity’. Emily Dickinson ------ ‘Advirtió con sorpresa que ya no arrojaba ninguna sombra sobre la arena, como si al fin hubiera completado su viaje entrando en el paisaje interior que había llevado en la mente durante tantos años. La luz desfallecía, y el aire se hizo más oscuro. El polvo parecía gris y opaco, y los cristales de la superficie ensombrecidos y muertos. Un inmenso palio de oscuridad se extendía sobre las dunas, como si todo el mundo exterior estuviese dejando de existir’ J. G. Ballard, ‘La sequía’ ‘Los mecanismos liberadores innatos impresos en tu citoplasma hace millones de años han despertado. El sol en expansión y la temperatura en aumento están arrastrándote hacia abajo, por los niveles espinales hasta los mares sumergidos en las capas más bajas de tu inconsciente, a una zona enteramente nueva de la psique neurónica. Esta es una transferencia lumbar, una memoria totalmente biopsíquica. (…) Estos son los recuerdos más antiguos de la Tierra, los códigos de tiempo que llevamos en los genes y en los cromosomas. Todo paso hacia adelante en el camino de la evolución es una piedra miliar de recuerdos orgánicos. Desde las enzimas que gobiernan el ciclo del anhídrido carbónico hasta la organización del plexo braquial y de los haces nerviosos de las células piramidales del cerebro medio, todo es un registro de mil decisiones tomadas ante una crisis fisicoquímica repentina. Así como el psicoanálisis reconstruye la situación original traumática para liberar el material reprimido, así se nos arroja ahora al pasado arqueopsíquico, donde descubrimos los antiguos tabúes e impulsos, adormecidos durante tantos milenios. No nos dejemos engañar por la brevedad de la vida del individuo. Cada uno de nosotros tiene la edad de todo el reino biológico, y nuestras corrientes sanguíneas son ríos que desembocan en el vasto océano de la memoria de ese reino. La odisea uterina del feto recapitula todo el pasado evolutivo, y su sistema nervioso central es una escala de tiempo cifrada. Todo nexo de neuronas y todo nivel espinal son una etapa simbólica, una unidad de tiempo neurónico. Cuanto más desciendes en el sistema nervioso, desde el cerebro a la médula, más desciendes también en el pasado neurónico. Por ejemplo, la unión entre las vértebras torácicas y lumbares, entre la duodécima del tórax y la primera lumbar, es la gran zona de tránsito entre los peces que respiran agua y los anfibios que respiran aire y desarrollan una caja respiratoria, la zona en que nos encontramos ahora, en las orillas mismas de esta laguna, entre la era paleozoica y la era triásica. J. G. Ballard, ‘El mundo sumergido’. ‘Quien muere antes de morir, no muere cuando muere’. Abraham de Santa Clara, monje cristiano del siglo XVII. ‘Debes ir más allá del lugar donde la muerte es una cosa mórbida y malvada. Se trata de liberarse, no al final de la vida, sino durante la vida, cuando realmente importa. Ahora’. Jed McKenna, ‘Spiritual Incorrect Enlightenment’. En una ocasión soñé con el problema del yo y del ego. En el sueño, me encontraba en una excursión. Por un pequeño camino atravesé un paisaje accidentado, el sol brillaba y yo divisaba un amplio panorama. Entonces llegué a una pequeña ermita. La puerta estaba abierta y entré. Ante mi asombro, en el altar no se encontraba ninguna imagen de la madre de Dios ni ningún crucifijo, sino sólo un adorno de hermosas flores. Pero luego vi que, ante el altar, en el suelo, vuelto hacia mí, estaba un yogui sentado meditando profundamente. Al contemplarle de cerca vi que tenía mi rostro. Me desperté asustado pensando: ¡Ah!, éste es el que me medita. Ha tenido un sueño que soy yo. Sabía que cuando él despertara yo ya no existiría más. Carl G. Jung, ‘Sueños, recuerdos, pensamientos’. ‘El hombre no vive una vez sino tres: durante el primer estadio de su vida, no deja de soñar. Durante el segundo va alternando entre el sueño y el despertar. Y sólo en el tercero despierta para siempre. Llamamos Nacimiento al paso del primer estadio al segundo. Y Muerte al paso del segundo al tercero’. Gustav Fechner. ‘Acerca de la vida después de la muerte’. ‘Si tienes miedo de morir y te resistes, verás demonios arrancándote la vida. Pero si estás en paz, entonces verás que los demonios son en realidad ángeles que te liberan de la Tierra’. Meister Eckhart, citado en la película ‘La Escalera de Jacob’ (Adrian Lyne, 1990). ‘Han existido siempre personas que, por debajo y por caminos secundarios, para su perdición o su salvación, no se han conformado con el dominante de la vida de la conciencia, sino que buscaron la experiencia primitiva de las raíces eternas. Y, obedeciendo a la fascinación del inconsciente inquieto, se lanzaron a aquel desierto, donde, como Jesús, se encontraron con el hijo de las tinieblas’. C. G. Jung, ‘Psicología y Alquimia’ ‘Ahora bien, el auténtico tesoro, el fin de nuestras miserias y esfuerzos, nunca está lejos, no debe buscarse en una región distante; está en lo más íntimo de nuestros hogares, o sea, nuestro ser… Pero se produce el extraño y persistente hecho de que sólo tras un oportuno viaje a remotas regiones, un país extranjero o una tierra extraña, el sentido de la voz interior que guiará nuestra búsqueda puede revelarse ante nosotros’. Heinrich Zimmer. ‘En más de una ocasión, cuando me sentaba en soledad, girando en mí mismo, El mundo, que es el símbolo de mí mismo, El límite mortal del yo, se perdía, Y alcanzaba lo innombrable, como una nube Que se diluye en el cielo’. Alfred Tennyson ‘Hay una soledad del mar, una soledad del espacio, una soledad de la muerte. Y no obstante parecen compañía comparadas con ésa más profunda –intimidad polar, infinitud finita: la del alma consigo’. Emily Dickinson (Less)
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