Is this the time
When we outgrew myth
And wandered in barren lands
With tears stinging our chaffed skin
Tell me a primordial tale I can drown in
Remember: I am allowed to befriend Baggini
So with Jung and Freud ringing in my ears
I ventured out of the mist
Admission: my defence of some universal moral ideas is beyond analytics
But then so is yours
I glide into
Transcendental ordinariness of mythical ordination
And research shows….
Human faculties have limitations too
After all, the only real danger which exists is man himself (Jung).
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