"The consolations are gone; the skull will grin in at the banquet; it
can no longer tranquilize itself with the trivial. From the depths, it
cries out to gods no longer there, searches for a meaning not yet
disclosed, still to be incarnated. Its very agony is worth a million
happy magics and a thousand believing myths, and yet its only
consolation is its unrelenting pain - a pain, a dread, an emptiness
that feels beyond the comforts and distractions of the body, the
persona, the ego, looks bravely into the face of the Void, and can no
longer explain away either the Mystery or the Terror. It is a soul that
is much too awake. It is a soul on the brink of the transpersonal." (p.
272, SES)
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