Al, Me, our Close Encounters of the Second Kind, and Dr C.G.Jung! Part 1
First, I would like to note a point that is hovering in my mind these days. I am a long-time member of WP, and I began reblogging my favourite articles. (I didn’t know what else should I do!) Then I dared to write one by myself as a nobody (I’ve even written an article under this title) and was humbly thankful for your dear support. Now, I want to remind you that I am still the “the humble man, as I ever have been”! One might say: look at this naughty boy; he got so cheeky! No, I am not. I might have been too young to be considered a professional, but I am too old to be a newcomer. I only found the courage to search for my past life and what I’ve learned in my backhead until I found my style. I have always renounced my ability, and I have tried to help Al succeed in his writing goal for the whole of my life. However, I stress that it would not be possible for me without your support. 🙏💖🙏
As we all might have heard about the UFO (unknown or unidentified flying objects), and these days the US Congress has (finally) begun to investigate for clarifications. Therefore, I thought it could be a chance to call up my memories and talk about our (Al’s and mine) experience on this subject.
Al and I were attracted to this subject at the end of the sixties to early seventies. We were young, though, but we followed this topic worldwide in the newspapers and other media. It was a hot issue, and we enthusiastically read all of them. Everywhere we looked in the sky, we saw some unknown flying object hovering somewhere, which we laughed at unbelievingly! Then, there came a movie, “The Movie”: Close Encounters of the Third Kind, by Steven Spielberg. It was a confirmation fully for us to take it seriously.
At the same time. We engaged with Sigmund Freud and his psychological themes, though Al was not so happy with his dogmatic conclusions. One day he came to me with a newspaper and said; look!
In principle, there is a new wave in psychology, and its name is Carl Gustave Jung. I took the paper and read the article; it was about the UFOs in the fifties and sixties with a short reference to a famous psychologist named Carl Jung. From that time, we became Jungian.
Jung’s primary concern in Flying Saucers is not with the reality or unreality of UFOs but with their psychic aspect. Rather than speculate about their possible nature and extraterrestrial origin as alleged spacecraft, he asks what it may signify that these phenomena, whether real or imagined, are seen in such numbers just at a time when humankind is menaced as never before in history. The UFOs represent, in Jung’s phrase, ‘a modern myth.’
Dr Jung speaks of the helplessness of humans, and his theory to connect this issue (UFOs) with the psyche of humankind is fascinating. You know, I am a so-called Treky! I mean a great fan of the whole series of Star Trek. We watched them in those days in Iran, the old generation, and here in Germany, the new generation, and all the movies. I just want to say that the dream of humans to be able to travel in space and discover other planets and other species is fair and righteous, but should I reveal how I think about this? I believe this will remain like a dream! Sorry, but I think we humans are too earthy to be able to travel far up the Earth. Travelling with this flesh and blood across the galaxy at the speed of light? Inconceivable! We indeed hear now and then about the trip to Mars and how to take meals and other stuff to survive this long travel. it sounds like we must take the Earth along with us!
I like the ideas about the Klingons and the Vulcans or the Romulans, but I never believe that such a creature like us in this form exists in the galaxies. I do think that we are not the only species in the whole world or worlds, and there is some life up there, but not in this primitive shape as we are! But these all are fascinating.
Anyway, it was in the second half of the seventies, and in Iran, the political agitation and dissatisfaction against the Shah’s regime were on the march. Of course, Al and I were against Shah’s dictatorship, but this revolution had an Islamic smell which we didn’t like! On the other hand, we were deep in our addiction time, and as we were in solitude anyhow, we kept ourselves inside our world.
Oh yes, we had a five-years practice being addicted to heroin. It has its own story, which I will tell one day, but this, in any case, has wholly isolated us from society. But the story about our close encounter comes soon, in part two, of course, as I see this article is already long enough. I will try it next weekend; we will get some friends to visit us on Thursday, and I must see how it goes. Have a lovely weekend, dear friends and “Live Long and Prosper” 🤗🙏💖🦋