A long time ago, I felt intelligent. I was able to think through new and complex ideas with reasonable swiftness.
I feel old now. It takes me a long time to think about something. I don’t think: I contemplate.
Found a copy of Hermann Hesse’s Demian at a garage sale. Had never read it. Am completely caught up by the concept of Abraxas – of which I’d heard mention in a really well-taught religion class I took in university. It seems that, in the back of my mind, I knew about this; it’s familiar. Or maybe I’m just ready to think about it.
Jung’s Seven Sermons to the Dead should be required reading for Anglicans. If you’re gonna be a Protestant, be an educated Protestant.