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VII
SERMONES AD MORTUOS - C G JUNG Yet when night was come the dead again approached with lamentable mien and said: There is yet one matter we forgot to mention. Teach us about man. Man is a gateway, through which from the outer world of gods, daemons, and souls you pass into the inner world; out of the greater into the smaller world. Small and transitory is man. Already he is behind you, and once again you find yourselves in endless space, in the smaller or innermost infinity. At immeasurable distance stands one single Star in the zenith. This is the one god of this one man. This is his world, his pleroma,
his divinity. Prayer increases the light of the Star. It casts a bridge over death. It prepares life for the smaller world and assuages the hopeless desires of the greater. When the greater world waxes cold, burns the Star. Between man and his one god there stands nothing, so long as man can
turn his eyes away from the flaming spectacle of Abraxas. Whereupon the dead were silent and ascended like the smoke above the herdsman's fire, who through the night kept watch over his flock. |