is not a book you read. It is a book you fall into . The Break with Freud (The Wound) The story begins in 1913. Jung was 38, at the peak of his career. He was the heir apparent to Sigmund Freud, the crown prince of psychoanalysis. But he had committed the unforgivable sin: he disagreed with the master. Jung believed the psyche was driven by more than just repressed sexuality; he believed in a deeper layer—the collective unconscious .
Every evening, he would sit at his desk, consciously lower his mental guard, and let the phantoms rise. But unlike a passive daydream, he engaged them. He would ask them questions. He would argue with them. He would write down their dialogues in elaborate, gothic calligraphy. “The years… when I pursued the inner images, were the most important time of my life. Everything else is to be derived from this.” — Carl Jung The Red Book is the log of that six-year journey (1913–1918). It is written as a strange, mythical narrative. The protagonist is not “Dr. Jung.” The protagonist is the Soul —and also a fool named Philemon , a warrior named Izdubar , a blind magician, and a serpent. carl gustav jung kirmizi kitap
One day, while painting Philemon’s portrait, Jung heard a knock on his garden gate. Outside stood an old man carrying a dead kingfisher—a bird Jung had never seen in that region before. In that synchronicity, Jung knew: The psyche is not inside your head. The psyche is the fabric of reality. It is dangerous. It is beautiful. And it asks only one question of its reader: is not a book you read