Steven Karcher & Michael Servetus
Sometimes we drum, sometimes we stop. Sometimes we weep, sometimes we sing.
You find an equal and a rival, something to love and fight with. Imagine this difficult situation as a time when you meet the new spirit. Leave the quarrels behind and come together. Do not be skeptical about this and do not hold back. Do not carry on in the violent old ways. These goings and comings release the energy bound up in the past. Co-operate with the on-going process of change.
Richard Wilhelm
He finds a comrade.
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Now he beats the drum, now he stops.
Now he sobs, now he sings.
Here the source of a man's strength lies not in himself but in his relation to other people. No matter how close to them he may be, if his center of gravity depends on them, he is inevitably tossed to and fro between joy and sorrow. Rejoicing to high heaven, then sad unto death-this is the fate of those who depend upon an inner accord with other persons whom they love. Here we have only the statement of the law that this is so. Whether this condition is felt to be an affliction of the supreme happiness of love, is left to the subjective verdict of the person concerned.
