What roles do we assume, consciously or unconsciously? What lies beneath the surface of these masks? How vast the reservoir connecting to the wellspring of our shared stories?
The people heard a weeping woman night after night. She passed by in the in the middle of the night, wailing and crying out in a loud voice: “My children, we must flee far away from this city!” Codex Florentino (c. 1540)
I rest not from my great task! To open the Eternal Worlds, to open the Immortal Eyes of man. Blake, Jerusalem: The Emanation of the Giant Albion
You’ve endured so patiently the walls we’ve built perhaps you’ll give the cities one more hour and grant the churches and cloisters two. And those that labor—let their work grip them another five hours, or seven, before you become forest again, and water, and widening wilderness in that hour of inconceivable terror when you take back your name from all things. Just give me a little more time! I want to love the things as no one has thought to love them, until they’re worthy of you and real.
"Be winged. Be the father of all flying horses," roared Aslan in a voice that shook the ground.
I cannot think of the deep sea without shuddering at the nameless things that may at this very moment be crawling and floundering on its slimy bed.... -HP Lovecraft
It is the hour of pearl—the interval between day and night when time stops and examines itself.
To whatever degree he may have desacralized the world, the man who has made his choice in favor of a profane life never succeeds in completely doing away with religious behavior. -Mircea Eliade
When the conscious identity merges with an archetype: beating his wings harder and harder, Icarus soared up into the sky...
"I give you the end of a golden string; Only wind it into a ball, It will lead you in at Heaven’s gate, Built in Jerusalem’s wall." -William Blake
"The ancestors are, of course, the archetypes — they are the psychological ancestors." CG Jung
"The eye is the first circle; the horizon which it forms is the second; and throughout nature this primary figure is repeated without end. It is the highest emblem in the cipher of the world." -Ralph Waldo Emerson