In all chaos there is a cosmos,
in all disorder a secret order.

It all depends on how we look at things,
and not how they are in themselves.

The creation of something new is not accomplished
by the intellect but by the play instinct acting from inner necessity.
The creative mind plays with the objects it loves.

Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart.
Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.

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all text by Carl Jung.
paintings by Gregor Hylla, 2009