Carl Jung: He is still in a sorry condition, for Hades is a gloomy place.

To Count Hermann Keyserling

Dear Count, 25 August 1928

The negative relationship to the mother is always an affront to nature, unnatural.

Hence distance from the earth, identification with the father, heaven, light, wind, spirit, Logos.

Rejection of the earth, of what is below, dark, feminine.

Negative relationship to material things, also to children.

Flight from personal feelings.

On the subjective level the "father" is an imago: the image of your relationship to the father and to everything he stands for.

In your dream this imago is dark, on the point of disappearing; that is to say a different attitude to the father imago is brewing (and to everything it stands for).

Your one-sided spiritual tendency is probably meant, for anyone whose stature requires the size of a continent is not so very far away from Father Heaven (Zeus).

This is too much for our human stature.

It is an inflation by the universal, supra-personal spirit.

(Originally this was forced on you by the negative attitude of your mother.)

This spiritual inflation is compensated by a distinct inferiority of feeling, a real undernourishment of your other side, the feminine earth (Yin) side, that of personal feeling.

Hence your feeling appears in negative form, as an obsessive symptom == fear of starvation. Symptoms are always justified and serve a purpose.

Because of your negative relation to the earth side there is a danger of actual starvation; you arouse enmity because you give out no warm feeling but merely autoerotic emotions which leave other people cold, also you are ruthless and tactless in manner.

But your inferior feeling is genuine, hence anyone who sees behind your heavenly cloak with its ten thousand meteors has confidence in you. (There aren't many
of them.)

By having too much libido in the father imago you give the spirit of your father too much blood, therefore he cannot get out of the chthonic shadow world into non-spatiality (eternal rest) as he would like to.

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One shouldn't attach the dead to the living, otherwise they both get estranged from their proper spheres and are thrown into a state of suffering.

Yours very sincerely,

Jung, ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. I, Pages 52-53

Carl Jung: One doesn't leave what one loves, so you probably have little love for earth and man.

To Count Hermann Keyserling

Dear Count, 12 May 1928

Now that my assistant has succeeded in deciphering your cryptogram to the point where I can think of an answer, I hasten to give you the information you want.

My lecture tour in London was arranged by the New Educational Movement.

Mrs. Beatrix Ensor in particular.

So far as I remember, we shared the profits.

I think it was Mortimer Halls where I lectured.

My expression "resentment" was perhaps unhappily chosen-the slovenly idiom of medical psychology-one could also say: the feeling of alienation caused by your collision with the world.

This is aptly characterized by your dream arrival in the cosmic stillness and your role as the last man.

One doesn't leave what one loves, so you probably have little love for earth and man.

This is called, or can be called, an indirect expression of resentment.

This is the resentment I mean.

By the way, the Neue Schweizer Rundschau has urged me to write an article on your Spektrum, which I have done, with the title "The Swiss Line in the European Spectrum."

I shall not fail to send you an offprint as soon as it is out. In it I have said much more than in my letter.

I don't believe the "last man" laughs "heartily," nor "like a homeric

hero," but, if I may say so, rather like Nietzsche.

No doubt tremendously comic-no longer even a tailor to sew the last button on the last pair of trousers, sliding down the slope of the Beyond on the
last Saturday evening, breakfastless and dinnerless-a gorgeous sight never to be beheld, marvellously absurd as a fantasy.

The "humour" of your book sounds like the laughter in your dream, which explains to me what you understand by humour.

I was never forced to laugh when I read your book, or only once over the "ha-ha-hairy" clergy otherwise never.

Nor can one laugh when reading Nietzsche.

The laughter of alienation is not infectious.

Always sincerely yours,

C.G. Jung ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. I, Pages 50-51

Carl Jung: You have paid a salutary tribute to the earth with your illness.

To Count Hermann Keyserling

Dear Count, 2 January 1928

Your return to yourself, enforced by illness, is on the right track and is something I have wished and expected for you.

You identify with the eternally creative, restless and ruthless god in yourself, therefore you see through everything personal-a tremendous fate which it would, be ridiculous either to praise or to censure!

I was compelled to respect Neitzsche's amor fati until I had my fill of it, then I built a little house, way out in the country near the mountains and carved an inscription on the wall: Philemonis sacrum-F austi poenitentia, and "disidentified" myself with the god.

I have never regretted this doubtless very unholy act.

By temperament I despise the "personal," any kind of "togetherness," but it is so strong a force, this whole crushing unspiritual 1eight of the earth, that I fear it.

It can rouse my body to revolt against the spirit, so that before reaching the zenith of my flight I fall back to earth.

That is the danger you too must reckon with.

It is also that fear that prevents our friend X. from flying.

He can be nothing else but intellectual.

You have paid a salutary tribute to the earth with your illness.

Let's hope your gods will be equally gracious to you next time!

With best wishes for the New Year,

Yours sincerely,

C.G. Jung ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. I, Pages 49-50

Carl Jung: Dreams are always beautiful when the development of the personality has to proceed via the unconscious.

To Count Hermann Keyserling

Dear Count, 21 May 1927

I am sorry I am behindhand in answering your letter.

As regards X. I have simply noticed that he has a predominantly intellectual attitude like Scheler and is therefore taken in by intellectual conjuring tricks.

But that has nothing to do with his beautiful dreams.

Dreams like that can occur no matter what the conscious attitude may be.

Dreams are always beautiful when the development of the personality has to proceed via the unconscious.

"Beauty" is synonymous with "being allured or attracted."

Your case seems to be different.

Your own execution accompanied by feelings of pleasure means that you should execute yourself consciously, i.e., choose another attitude and want it.

Your development is evidently proceeding at present via the conscious will and not via the unconscious.

In other words, the scope of your experience of external life and the world is not yet exhausted for you.

With best regards,

Yours sincerely,

C.G. Jung ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. I, Pages 46-47

Carl Jung: You have paid a salutary tribute to the earth with your illness.

To Count Hermann Keyserling

Dear Count, 2 January 1928

Your return to yourself, enforced by illness, is on the right track and is something I have wished and expected for you.

You identify with the eternally creative, restless and ruthless god in yourself, therefore you see through everything personal-a tremendous fate which it would, be ridiculous either to praise or to censure!

I was compelled to respect Neitzsche's amor fati until I had my fill of it, then I built a little house, way out in the country near the mountains and carved an inscription on the wall: Philemonis sacrum-F austi poenitentia, and "disidentified" myself with the god.

I have never regretted this doubtless very unholy act.

By temperament I despise the "personal," any kind of "togetherness," but it is so strong a force, this whole crushing unspiritual 1eight of the earth, that I fear it.

It can rouse my body to revolt against the spirit, so that before reaching the zenith of my flight I fall back to earth.

That is the danger you too must reckon with.

It is also that fear that prevents our friend X. from flying.

He can be nothing else but intellectual.

You have paid a salutary tribute to the earth with your illness.

Let's hope your gods will be equally gracious to you next time!

With best wishes for the New Year,

Yours sincerely,

C.G. Jung ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. I, Pages 49-50

Carl Jung: One doesn't leave what one loves, so you probably have little love for earth and man.

To Count Hermann Keyserling

Dear Count, 12 May 1928

Now that my assistant has succeeded in deciphering your cryptogram to the point where I can think of an answer, I hasten to give you the information you want.

My lecture tour in London was arranged by the New Educational Movement.

Mrs. Beatrix Ensor in particular.

So far as I remember, we shared the profits.

I think it was Mortimer Halls where I lectured.

My expression "resentment" was perhaps unhappily chosen-the slovenly idiom of medical psychology-one could also say: the feeling of alienation caused by your collision with the world.

This is aptly characterized by your dream arrival in the cosmic stillness and your role as the last man.

One doesn't leave what one loves, so you probably have little love for earth and man.

This is called, or can be called, an indirect expression of resentment.

This is the resentment I mean.

By the way, the Neue Schweizer Rundschau has urged me to write an article on your Spektrum, which I have done, with the title "The Swiss Line in the European Spectrum."

I shall not fail to send you an offprint as soon as it is out. In it I have said much more than in my letter.

I don't believe the "last man" laughs "heartily," nor "like a homeric

hero," but, if I may say so, rather like Nietzsche.

No doubt tremendously comic-no longer even a tailor to sew the last button on the last pair of trousers, sliding down the slope of the Beyond on the
last Saturday evening, breakfastless and dinnerless-a gorgeous sight never to be beheld, marvellously absurd as a fantasy.

The "humour" of your book sounds like the laughter in your dream, which explains to me what you understand by humour.

I was never forced to laugh when I read your book, or only once over the "ha-ha-hairy" clergy otherwise never.

Nor can one laugh when reading Nietzsche.

The laughter of alienation is not infectious.

Always sincerely yours,

C.G. Jung ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. I, Pages 50-51

Carl Jung: About your dream I would only remark that "hanging" signifies "suspense"

To Count Hermann Keyserling

Dear Count, 19 June 1927

About your dream I would only remark that "hanging" signifies "suspense" -a provisional or expectant state with swings of the pendulum which are represented by your excursions into the most diverse spiritual spheres.

If you talk too much, then by the law of contrasts "stillness" accumulates within you and will one day come to expression (perhaps merely symptomatically and indirectly).

With best regards,

Yours sincerely,

C.G. Jung ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. I, Page 47