Carl Jung
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Life has always seemed to me like a plant that lives on its rhizome. Its true life is invisible, hidden in the rhizome. The part that appears above 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. ✨ Carl Gustav Jung, Meredith Sabini (2002). The Earth Has a Soul: The Nature Writings of C.G. Jung, p.37, North Atlantic Books

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