mothers-problem

Updated: May 22, 2025

Lying one evening in bed and exhausted and about to fall asleep, I devoted my thoughts to the laborious progress of the human spirit in the dim transcendant province of the mothers-problem. I stood on a lonely stone pier extending far into a dark sea. The waters of the sea blended at the horizon with an equally dark-toned mysterious, heavy air.

Herbert Silberer - Hidden Symbolism of Alchemy and the Occult Arts