Life and death are together the twine that makes the absolute from the substance of the inherent. Coming into life, already you enter death, and going into death, life is what you seek. Into consciousness you awoke without even a choice in the matter, and exactly so it shall be taken away from you. Yet, memory forms in the womb already, and prodigious anomalies who claim to fully remember their own births must also carry with them some advantage in the search for an instinctual understanding of the nature of individuation.
What came “before” this? All other factors being equal, the decision tree of the parents leading up to conception, for example, has a distinct effect on infancy, but this is not the “I” or “you” in any substantial sense. Not many would argue strongly for long that the ultimate identity of the individual is just a current of time induced energy that starts at one point and ends at another. Suddenly we step into “rebirth.”
If death is a continuum, your return gains significance, instead of becoming merely a “feeling.” If death is absolute, corporeal efforts take precedence. If the mystical lead you to the occult, either something went astray or you hit a lucky break, unless you are experienced. Would you not enwrap yourself in a deathtrap if you do not know what you are doing? There are some places where instinct will not help you as you overstep, and probably you will overstep, because this is the unknown, and it is a wanderer’s nature to face up to whatever challenge is thrown his way.
If you came here through psychology, know that Jung is fruitless, though it can be an interesting field (created by idiots who wanted to be philosophers) if you want to look at the superficial, surface level. You will be kept in conditioned genesis while thinking it is a favorable state because they are more interested in “investigation” than assimilation.
Truth is not reality, and reality is not truth. If they seem like the same thing, you’re blocked, even when you consider the obvious: they’re just two words describing similar concepts in overlapping domains. Aside from mundane facts, truth tends to make people think of morality and justice. Reality just makes people uneasy, because it implies an extra unknown. Who knows everything? If out of their depth here, some will say nonsensical things like “there is no reality.” Hence a slew of bad drug-induced ideas from the 60s and 70s.
The uncertain will remain in deadlock until they face themselves. If they think life means simply gathering information, they are in for uncomfortable surprises. Decide, extend, assess. Think, act, evaluate, know. Seems simple enough, but who knows? Probably it is more complex than that.
Life is not endless war, but pacifists are on a swing of resistance through fear or weariness. No more war, because life at peace time feels like a war to them already. Frantic, almost mindless activity, put on repeat. Noise, excess, tumult. They will view individuation as a war as well. War is taking out the opposition.
But who knows? Probably it is more complex than that. What do we know, afterall? Who are we, afterall? “Inner war” is to be admired and in some cases unavoidable. The trappings of freedom and easy peace. But inner peace in the midst of an engulfment of warfare? That is something no one will give you for free, and in the arena of the mundane, a weapon they will fail to understand.