FLUX is the story of a man and the change which constantly permeates his being. FLUX is an account that does not necessarily have a beginning nor an end. FLUX is an idea contained within a few months, but for all intent and purposes, could easily be held in the flash of an instant. FLUX is a living, from "x" to "y" points that the reader may define as any segment of his or her life, for creation to Armageddon, birth to death, or from on hour to the next. FLUX simply is ... all of this, and more.
From: "Memories, Dreams, Reflections,"
By C.G. Jung, 1965 (Page 4)
"Life has always seemed to me like a plant that lives on its rhizome. Its true life is invisiible, hidden in the rhizome. The past that appears above the ground lasts only a single summer. Then it withers away - an ephemeral apparition. When we think of the unending growth and decay of life and civilizations, we cannot escape the impression of absolute nullity. Yet I have never lost a sense of something that lives and endures underneath the eternal flux, What we see is the blossom which passes. The rhizome remains."
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