My favorite Carl Jung story - and goodness knows we all have a favorite - is from his intriguing autobiography, Memories, Dreams and Reflections. Young Carl has become plagued with a "forbidden" thought: He imagines God rising up from the roof of his local church on a golden throne, floating into the sky. Carl is terrified of completing the thought. He forces himself, time and again, to think of something else before this internal vision turns nasty.
Finally, he can fight it no longer. He must see how this vision turns out. He pictures God on the golden throne, rising over the church into the sky. Suddenly, the bottom of the throne opens, and God's most holy backside releases a giant turd, which falls, smashing the roof of the church.
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