'America Set Free' by Hermann von Keyserling (1929)

 

A selection from Keyserling's America Set Free.

 

Keyserling originally wrote America Set Free in English for an English speaking audience, and subsequently had it translated into his native German, with his oversight, for a German audience in 1930 as Amerika, der Aufgang einer neuen Welt. 

 

From the German Preface: 


'[T]oday we are living in a North American epoch of world history, in the same sense that there were once Egyptian, Hellenic, Roman, Germanic, French and English epochs.
This means that today it is not a question of whether to accept or reject the United States; quite the contrary: only insofar as the other cultural spirits can hold their own against the United States can they continue to be bearers of historical significance.' 


'The age of German idealism has passed just as irretrievably as that of classical Greece.

'Being less burdened by tradition, they [Americans] are able to perceive what is needed today more freely and directly.'

'[W]e all live, whether we know it or not, in the age of that new kind of spirituality... . Thus there is no American problem that is not also, at the deepest level, our own problem. This is the underlying reason for that Americanisation which, despite all the denunciations, is spreading irresistibly everywhere.
Yet Europe, with Germany in the lead, is today Americanising itself above all in the wrong sense. Thus the attempt made in this book to set the American problems in their proper perspective becomes directly a German concern.
Of course Germany will never become a province of America. Why this is out of the question, and in what sense Europe—and within Europe, Germany above all—now has before it the greatest opportunity for historical significance in its entire history, I have shown in The Spectrum of Europe. But Europe will be able to advance confidently along its new path only after it has undergone a rebirth through its confrontation with the United States.'

And since this confrontation is necessary in absolutely every sphere, every American problem — once again — directly concerns Europe.'

 

From the English edition: 

 

Chapter 1: The American Scene.

 

'It was not so difficult to discover America for the first time. [...] It should have been comparatively easy for Columbus to discover America... because he had few prejudices which could obscure his vision;... he started with only one single prejudice of any moment-- that America would prove to be India. [...] For everyone who subsequently started out to discover America the task became more difficult... for there were always thicker and thicker strata of prejudices... which had to be pierced through, as it were, in order to get the real truth. [...]

It follows that it was obviously easier to discover America for the first time than it has ever been since. The strata of prejudices grow thicker and thicker with every generation. With every generation, more of them sink down into the unconscious, where they are beyond reach of possible correction.  

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...I kept in contact almost exclusively with the subconscious side of American life. ...I used exclusively the faculty of intuition-- the one faculty which establishes an immediate contact with the wholeness of life. 

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The average American thinks... in headlines... . 

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First of all-- what is the American scene? [...] The scene presented by any inhabited continent is the result of the interaction between nature and man.  

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The... equilibrium between man and nature depends in principle on the balance of the forces in play. If nature is all-too-powerful, then man can play no conspicuous part in it. On the other hand, the more man is... developed, the more he must predominate. Hence it should follow that all countries long enough inhabited by modern technical man should be essentially man's domain; the more nature is conquered, the more the atmosphere should breathe man's spirit; and this implies, that of all continents the North American should appear as the most humanized. But this is not the case. [...] America does not impress one as humanized, not only because the primeval forces of nature are overpowering-- were it only for them, America might be a second Africa. America really impresses one as the greatest possible contrast to Africa. And this is so, because it has as yet no soul, which the latter possesses to so high a degree. No gods have as yet been born out of its marriage with man. There was, of course, Manitou, and his ghost still hovers, here and there, over the prairie... . Externally, man does predominate in America, which he does not in Africa. But he predominates only as a physical being. He has not conquered nature psychically... . [...]

This seems to me the primary outstanding fact of the American scene. [...] Man is, in the first place, a psychic being; his direct experiences are of a psychic, not of a physical nature. Moreover, the subconscious of all men is interconnected, independently of all conscious realization of the fact, so that the background of the thoughts and feelings of each individual is simultaneously the background of those living around him; this accounts for... all national like-mindedness or of the similarity of contemporaries belonging to the same sphere of civilization... .  Under these circumstances, this background belonging to the collective unconscious must grow in importance, as a force among other forces, in proportion to the quantity and quality of the psychic forces in play on the one hand, and, on the other, the length of time these forces act. This explains why the atmosphere of Europe is essentially intellectual and stimulating to thought, whereas that of Northern Africa is spiritual in spite of nature's predominance. As opposed to this, the psychic atmosphere of America bears a likeness to that of Russia and Northern Asia. The reason is that in all three cases the background of thoughts and feelings which stands out behind the individual native of the country is a very small item as compared with the physical forces in play. This explains why both in Russia and in America, as opposed to cultured Europe, alcohol is used not to stimulate, but to numb:...  to become unconscious seems indeed the simplest device to overcome a feeling of inward emptiness. This also explains why both in Russia and in America... psychic activity produces the impression of not only reckless but inordinate energy: it is working in a vacuum, as it were, which must needs create the feeling of horror vacui [fear of empty spaces]. [...] ...the same considerations also go far to explain that "soullessness" of which practically all foreigners complain as being characteristic of the American. [...] ... what one may call American "soullessness" is due, in the first instance, to the fact that America is as yet a colony, and that a really native civilization has up to now not been developed. 

[...] What may be said of present-day Americans might no doubt have been said of all colonials of all times and all places, as long as they remained colonials in their psychological adjustment. [...] ...sentimentalism always denotes a crude and undeveloped state of the emotion sphere.  The explanation is to be found in what follows. ...when a people changes its abode, it takes along with it... its body, but not its soul... . ...tradition, in the sense of a vital background represented by a continuous collective Unconscious, falls away after a few generations; it may continue in the Conscious or in some secluded layer of the Unconscious in the form of what psycho-analysts call complexes and repressions-- but if it lives only there and thus, it has no creative power in the constructive sense; all really vital psychic forces emanate from an unbroken and well-organized Unconscious. ...whenever a new vital tradition sprang up, it was a local tradition. ...the sphere of the sensations and feelings... is closely bound with the earth. From this recognition it follows a priori, that whoever emigrates for good from his native country, by that very fact renounces racially, not individually speaking, his soul. And this can only lead, as time goes on, to complete soullessness, just as long as a new soul has not been born from a new communion with Mother Earth. This is what we witness today in the United States; but it could no doubt be observed everywhere a colonial soul has long survived as such. The Teutonic invaders of Italy and Gaul certainly were soulless for a long period during the interval between the time of the dwindling of their original tribal memories and the time when the real spirits of Italy and Gaul pervaded them... . And here I may enter at once upon one aspect of the negro Problem. Why is it that the coloured man seems to wield such a disproportionately enormous influence in the United States in the field of emotional life? It is due to the fact that the coloured man alone of all settlers surrendered himself immediately to the spirit of the New Earth. He was not in the material position merely to exploit it, as the white settlers were; nor could he live an intellectual life independent of the earth... ; thus he came to be the one peasant-type among the settlers. Owing to this fact, the negro was able to develop an authentic soul... . In the similar region of the white American's subconscious there was and still is a comparative void. The black soul accordingly invaded and continues to invade it, as a gas pours into a vacuum with tremendous force. 

The aforesaid should suffice to account for the comparative lack of a psychic atmosphere in the American Scene. And the same should explain why the North American continent — of all continents the one most subdued by man — does not appear humanized in spite of this fact; its atmosphere is still very much the same in kind as that of Siberia. The fact is that humanization depends entirely on the force of the psychic atmosphere and this, again, depends not on intellect but on the undifferentiated basic subconscious, which is linked to the earth by the emotions. Now this leads us to the paradoxical result that, in spite of the fact that American Man has conquered the earth in the material sense more than any other representative of the human race, the American Scene is to a greater extent determined by the Earth as such, than by man. This, then, accounts for its primeval quality. In spite of all external civilization, America impresses the sensitive observer as an extremely young country from the point of view of human evolution, but at the same time as an extremely old country from the point of view of nature. Here I refer my readers to what I have said in my Travel Diary on the primordial forces still alive on the American continent... [See Appendix below]. These primordial forces are extraordinarily powerful. [...] The same accounts to a considerable extent for that rejuvenation the European stocks experience in the New World. ...its primordial forces... create a new human species. As we are witnessing only the first beginnings of a process requiring a very long time for its accomplishment, there can obviously in this case be no question of a mature type. But if one remembers that the earliest settlers... came across the ocean only little more than three hundred years ago, and that the process of immigration is still continuing, allowing only slight opportunity for national consolidation, then one simply stands amazed at the formative powers of Mother Earth. There can indeed be no doubting the fact that the so-called melting-pot, if it is given a chance, does produce a unified type. Even today everybody... can distinguish at first sight the typical North American from every other human type... . When I said above: "If Earth is given the chance," I meant to imply that the forces of the earth must not find too great a resistance... . The closer to nature a generation of man has been living, the less question there can have been of such resistance. Accordingly, the authentic American type is most frequent among descendants of the old farmer-- or cowboy-- stocks... ; it is least pronounced in the wealthy families of city-dwellers. Attention has often been drawn to the alleged fact that there is a convergence between the physiques of the white and the red American, which grows more marked the longer the former has resided int he country. However, to my mind, one ought not to stress this point too strongly; if it were as important as many pretend, the physique of the American negro, the American closest to the earth, should also converge with that of the red Indian-- a thing of which, as far as I know, we find no trace. On the other hand, the researches of Hermann Wirth (see his epochal book Der Aufgang der Menschheit) have made it almost certain that the purest types of red Indians are the closest kinsmen of the European Nordics. It appears that the forebears of both originated in what is today the Arctic zone, when America was settled before Europe; accordingly, the convergence of the white American with the Indian may easily be due to that "decivilization of the European" many writers have claimed to be the essence of americanization; that is, to the reversion of the European to a more ancient type. But three really is no need, for our purposes, to insist on the Aryan-Indian convergence: the fact is that the new continent does irresistibly develop a new type of man-- I say "irresistibly," because that type develops in spite of the fact that the immigration from without into the American continent has continued for centuries. [...] What one may fairly call soullessness can continue as a national characteristic only for as long as men remain nomads; nomadism implies a minimum of earth-influence. And a large proportion of the present-day Americans are still nomads. [...] ...the soullessness of the American type is not the fated characteristic so many European writers take if or. 

 

...I have found that there is a striking parallelism between pathological cases and some of the most marked national types; a parallelism in the sense that the former present caricatures of the latter. ...we have a caricature of the Anglo-Saxon type with his lean, lithe body, his narrow head and prominent chin;... we have a caricature of the Russian, with the seal-like distribution of fat over his whole body. [...] ...there is a real physiology of nations underlying all psychology; that the type of [is] conditioned to a very high degree by the material surroundings-- indeed, to a higher degree than by heredity. 

...this is, indeed, one of the most important intuitions which have come to me with the force of a revelation of obvious truth as a result of the opening of my soul to the influences of the American atmosphere. The truly native-born American is not— what everybody believes him to be—the man least dependent on Mother Earth; on the contrary, he belongs
to a type of man which owes its main characteristics to the latter. [...] We said that there is no doubt that the so-called melting-pot does produce, if given the chance, a unified type; and we added that by "given the chance" we meant that the forces of the earth must not encounter too much resistance... . This resistance, again, decreases in proportion to the closeness to nature in which a stock has been living for generations. How about this closeness to nature? It can hardly be a question of physical nearness or distance; in this sense there is no escaping her. It is a question of psychological closeness.

The town-dweller is psychologically distant from nature... ; the same applies to the "intellectual,"... .  [...] Urban and intellectual civilizations... have always depended for their continuance on a constant influx of country-dwellers; in all great civilizations the towns have been the brains of the national body and no more; and the more vital the brain in question was, the more this was due to... a rich and developed provincial life close to nature. [...] The races of unadulterated town-dwellers and intellectuals have invariably degenerated or died out in the course of three or four generations. [...] It is nothing short of ridiculous to expect that the type of the American which has lived for many generations in Boston or New York, or even Chicago, will provide the exemplar for future American civilization. An urban tradition can indeed provide the frame for a national tradition, but it must derive its life-blood from without, by a constant process of metabolism... . Without contact with the vitalizing powers of the earth, man must lose his vitality. [...]

In this connexion, therefore, we need give no heed to the town-dwellers... . ...without close inner contact with the earth there is no question of man's prospering on its surface for any length of time. [...] Man is not only a son of nature, but also of the spirit. ...spirit, too can vitalize. Only it must be a question of vital spirit, not of mere intellect, the most superficial expression of the former; it must be the spirit of which the best-known expression is great religious faith. [...] ...we can witness it... in the... preservation of the original character of a race which emigrated into a foreign land. The greatest example of this is provided by the Jews. They have had no really native country for thousands of years; they have spread all over the earth, settling down in almost all countries; having become a fundamentally parasitic nation... . [...] And yet they have always remained, even as a physical type, what they originally were. This is dues to two causes. Firstly, to the unequaled understanding the Jews possess of the laws of blood [i.e., Ezra]. But if were a case of this only, a change of type would certainly have taken place in every country in which they settle. The preservation of the original Jewish type is due to the second of the causes in question: to its spirituality. For the Jew the law of his religion always represents his closest "environment." Owing to this, he has proved stronger than nature; he has continued his original type in spite of her varying influences. [...] ...so consolidated a type as the Jew cannot easily become part of a new nation. [...] ...the same also applies to American Puritanism. 

[...] ...the extraordinary power of Puritanism is the result of the fact that this spiritual force alone was strong enough to counter-act the influence of the American soil and thus to make for the preservation of the ancestral type. Puritanism alone could achieve this because no other spiritual force at hand was equally deeply rooted, well defined, and strong. [...] ...one should always remember that Puritanism means a reincarnation of the spirit of the Old, as opposed to the New Testament, and that the spirit of the former, as the spirit of the most one-sided Ethos the world has ever seen, has from the very first proved to be the most potent influence on earth; the entire conquest of the material world is, in the last analysis, an effect of the spirit of the Old Testament. Here I may quote what Harvey O'Higgins and Edward H. Reed have to say on the subject in their book The American Mind in Action [1924]... :  

 Puritan ideals of godly toil and blessed prosperity became the dominant ideals of the land. And no life has ever lent itself to the formation of a national ideal with greater facility. [...]  Such an ideal, once formed, could be held up to all children by all parents, taught to youth by educators, fed to the people in the popular reading, and diligently realized by energetic young ambition with sufficient success to establish it in the habits and customs and traditions of the nation.

Thus the spirit of America is essentially Puritan... . 

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...the Puritan spirit soon became the very backbone of the American business man. ...the necessity of work in pioneer days developed into the present-day religion of work and enterprise. [...] What America unconsciously aims at is the spiritual americanization of the whole world. [...] ...the Puritan spirit alone... is strong enough to counteract the influences of the New Continent.  [...]

All this is true. But on the other hand... today America is traversing the first great crisis in her history and... the chief characteristic of this crisis is that it saps the foundations of Puritanism. Unquestionably the latter is today fighting for its life as a ruling power... . [...] ...in America the spirit of the earth, as opposed to the spirit of man, seems to predominate. [...] ...in order to make my readers realize at once, and with a shock as it were, what a tremendous change is going on under their eyes, I shall quote here a passage of the lecture which the great Swiss psychologist Dr. C. G. Jung gave [in] 1927.... ; in the general context of the problem of the extent to which man's soul is conditioned by the earth, this lecture dealt with the problem of the transformation the American type is undergoing just now... . 

 

That peculiar walk, loose-limbed, those swaying hips, observed so frequently among American women, are of negro origin. American music draws its chief inspiration from the negro; the dance is the negro dance. [...] In the hero fantasies of the American the Indian character plays a leading role. [...] In everything that involves the American will, the Indian comes to the fore; in his extraordinary concentration on a given goal, in the obstinacy of his persistence, in his unfaltering endurance of the severest difficulties, all the legendary virtues of the Indian come into play. [...] Thus the American presents a curious picture: a European with the manners of a negro and the soul of an Indian. He is sharing the destiny of all usurpers of an alien soil;  certain Australian aborigines assert that it is impossible to conquer an alien soil, for alien ancestral spirits live in that alien soil, and thus the new-born children of the conqueror will incarnate alien ancestral spirits. This contains a great psychological truth. The conquered alien country assimilates the conqueror. Unlike the Latin conquerors of Central and South America, the North Americans have maintained the European level with the sternest Puritanism; but this could not prevent the soul of their Indian foes from becoming their own. It is everywhere within the power of virgin earth to bring down at least the unconscious of the conqueror to the level of the autochthonous inhabitants.

 The negro influence cannot, of course, be accounted for by the spirit of the American continent. We have already found one other reason for this: it is a matter of the emotional vacuum within the soul of the colonial which must inevitably be filled from without. Another reason lies in the rejuvenation of America, its relapse, or rather lapse, into primitivity... ; as a primitive, the coloured man is naturally superior to his white brother... . [...] ...the chief reason is the fact that hitherto the black native of America has been, from the point of view of Mother Earth, a more authentic American than the white native... . [...] The American negro is a purely American type... . 

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...almost all expressions of American emotionalism seem to be of negro origin. They really are of American origin. But since the white man's soul has not yet grown in this respect... , it must needs express itself in the black man's way, in order to live out its own life. 

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If a race becomes almost entirely a race of town-dwellers, to whom nature means nothing but raw material, its prospects cannot possibly be hopeful. 

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...if the white American continues on his present line of development, then America may end by becoming the black continent of post-modern times. 

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...the true earth-rooted American type is developing in spite of all that has been said above. [...] [The] Puritan spirit... preserve the original racial characteristics against the impact of the influence of the New World. 

 

The man of predominating spirit is Yang, whose life is ruled by spiritual ideals; the man of the earth is Yin, who is characterised by a primary adjustment to the earth. 

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...the Middle-Westerner is the prototype of the hundred-percent-American... . Every autochthonous culture in the world began as a local culture. Culture is always... married to earth. [...] ...a really native American life can develop only out of small and narrow beginnings. [...] Puritanism made for soullessness... , and on the other hand, the soulless felt a natural bent for Puritanism; for... the colonial felt the impoverishment of his nature which inevitably followed his transplantation in foreign soil less the more of a genuine Puritan he was. Now in America this soulless kind of man found a tremendously wide field of activity. All the more did he crave for compensatory narrowness... . 

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...the Americanization of the American has only just begun; it must be a very slow process because, on the one hand, of the continual influx of alien blood, and on the other, because of the still widespread ideal conception of America as a refuge for all, as a land of complete freedom, unfettered by prejudice of any kind. These ruling ideals of liberty make the resulting narrow type of man cling all the more vehemently to his narrowness. [...] But then, again, America's history is really only beginning. No race which emigrated from other countries has ever become truly native in its new home within the short space of a few hundred years. [...] ...there is hope that a true culture will grow out of the soil of the United States in days to come. 

 

 

Appendix: 

From Travel Diary (19--)

A wave of the deepest happiness wells up within me. The earth is not yet decrepit after all! It can still sustain mighty things, still create mighty things! For the first time I look up at greatness without sadness. Never have I contemplated the remains of antediluvian splendour in palaeontological collections without bitterness, never without pain thought of the giants that our age still produces here and there through atavism or chance: for it seemed all too certain to me that our planet’s creative power was dying away, that soon only dwarfs and stunted creatures would be able to endure upon it. Now I see that the youngest of the continents still possesses the primordial power of primeval times. Gratefully I welcome it as the stronghold of our future. 

To obtain bodies such as we need today, endowed with limitless resilience and unfailing plasticity, we would require an infinitely vitalising environment—a world as young as it was on the fifth day of Creation. Such a world seems to exist here; American nature still possesses, undiminished, the creative power of primeval times. Just as it has already succeeded in melting down even the most resistant races and, within a short time, making Americans out of almost any human types—not a human variety, but a distinct human species—so we may also expect it to create the body capable of meeting the continually increasing demands of the spirit and of continuing to transform itself for ever.

In America, if anywhere, we shall bring our development to fulfilment. Soon Europe will have spoken its last historically significant word. Tradition in itself is a fetter that binds more tightly from generation to generation and ultimately suffocates; and Europe’s history is already so long that a radical liberation and renewal upon its soil will scarcely succeed any longer, however much its inhabitants may rejuvenate themselves, however violently they may attempt through upheavals to avert their fate.

This time too, the old truth will prove itself: new cultures grow only on new soil; at this latest historical turning point too, the problem of the new form will be solved not by what is most mature, but by what is rawest.

And why this must happen is immediately evident in this case: when we Westerners undertook not merely to orient our lives towards the realm of ideas, as all cultures had done hitherto, but to incorporate that realm into the earthly world, we began, in the fullest sense, a new epoch of creation; as beings of spirit and soul, we are beginning at precisely the point where physical nature began in the Triassic. That is why the human being of the New World fits better into the sequoia grove, this oasis of the primeval world, than among the ruins of Rome.

 

'All Gall is Divided' by Emil Cioran (1952).

 
 
"In vain the West seeks a form of final agony worthy of its past.
[...]
How sad to see great nations begging for a little extra future!
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Our disease being history’s, the disease of history’s eclipse... : we know, now, that all civilization is mortal, that we are hurtling toward horizons of apoplexy... .
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By barbarity, Hitler attempted to save an entire civilization. His enterprise was a failure; — it was nonetheless the West’s last initiative.
No doubt Europe deserved something better. Who is to blame if it could not produce a higher-quality monster?
[...]
'Europe, coquettish and intractable, was in the flower of her age; — decrepit today, Europe excites no one. Even so, certain barbarians await their chance to inherit the finery, impatient at her long agony.
[...] By what accident does a civilization stop? Why did Dutch painting or Spanish mysticism flourish only a moment? So many peoples who survive their own genius! Hence, their decline is tragic; but that of France, of Germany, and of England proceeds from an inner irreparability, from the completion of a process, from a task fulfilled; it is natural, explicable, deserved. Could it have been otherwise? These countries have prospered and have ruined themselves together... ; yet, over the rest of the globe, the fresh rabble was storing up energies, multiplying, waiting...
Tribes with imperious instincts were agglutinating in order to form a great power; the moment comes when, resigned and ramshackle, they sigh for a subaltern role. When one no longer invades, one consents to be invaded. Hannibal’s drama was to be born too soon; a few centuries later, he would have found Rome’s gates open. The Empire was vacant, like Europe in our time.
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Unable to defend our wits against muscles, we shall be less and less fit for any purpose whatever: the first comer will bind us hand and foot. Contemplate the West: overflowing with knowledge, with dishonor, with phlegm. To this was to come the crusaders, the knights, the pirates: to the stupor of a mission accomplished.
When Rome called back her legions, she was unaware of History and the lessons of twilight. Such is not our case. What grim Messiah is about to fall upon us!
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This continent of ours may not have played its last card after all. What if it were to set about demoralizing the rest of the world, spreading its corruptions there? — That would be, for Europe, a way of preserving its prestige a little longer, exerting its influence."


'The Americanization of the World, or, The Trend of the Twentieth Century' by W.T. Stead (1901).

 W.T. Stead was a British newspaper editor and is often considered the father of investigative journalism. 

 

 

“The Americanization of the world is a phrase which excites… some resentment in Great Britain. It is even regarded as an affront to England to suggest that the world is being Americanized. […]
To all such irate champions of England and the English it is sufficient to reply that, as the creation of the Americans is the greatest achievement of our race, there is no reason to resent the part the Americans are playing in fashioning the world in their image, which, after all, is substantially the image of ourselves.
[…] …the Americans are only giving to others what they inherited from ourselves. Whatever they do, all goes to the credit of the family. It is an unnatural parent who does not exult in the achievements of his son, even although they should eclipse the triumphs of his sire [father]… .
…I hope the reader, if he is a Briton, will… rejoice in contemplating the achievements of the mighty nation that has sprung from our loins. […]
Of one thing the Briton is assured. However he may be outstripped and overshadowed by the American, no one can deprive us of the traditional glories which encompass the cradle of the race.
[…] …the American may stand to the Briton as Christianity stands to Judaism.
As it was through the Christian Church that the monotheism of the Jew conquered the world, so it may be through the Americans that the English ideals expressed in the English language may make the tour of the planet. The parallel is dangerously exact. […] …it was through the Christian Church… that the ethical ideals of the Jew permeated and civilized the world. The philosopher recognizes that the world-mission of the Jews was only fulfilled through the Nazarene whom they crucified; and so in years to come the philosophical historian may record that the mission of the English fulfilled itself through the American. The Americanization of the world at one remove.” 

'The Frontier Gone at Last' by Frank Norris (1902).

 “When we — we Anglo-Saxons — busked [prepared] ourselves for the first stage of the march, we began from that little historic reach of ground in the midst of the Friesland swamps, and we set our faces Westward, feeling no doubt the push of the Slav behind us. Then the Frontier was Britain and the sober peacefulness of land where are the ordered, cultivated English farmyards of to-day was the Wild West of the Frisians of that century... .” 

 “Then for centuries we halted and the van closed up with the firing-line, and we filled all England and all Europe with our clamour because for awhile we seemed to have gone as far Westward as it was possible; and the checked energy of the race reacted upon itself, rebounded as it were, and back we went to the Eastward again—crusading, girding at the Mahommedan, conquering his cities, breaking into his fortresses with mangonel, siege-engine and catapult... .

But always... we had a curious feeling that we had not reached the ultimate West even yet, and there was still a Frontier. Always that strange sixth sense turned our heads toward the sunset; and all through the Middle Ages we were peeking and prying into the Western horizon... .

And then at last a naked savage on the shores of a little island in what is now our West Indies, looking Eastward one morning, saw the caravels, and on that day the Frontier was rediscovered, and promptly a hundred thousand of the more hardy rushed to the skirmish-line and went at the wilderness as only the Anglo-Saxon can.

And then the skirmish-line decided that it would declare itself independent of the main army behind and form an advance column of its own, a separate army corps; and no sooner was this done than again the scouts went forward, went Westward, pushing the Frontier ahead of them, scrimmaging with the wilderness, blazing the way. At last they forced the Frontier over the Sierra Nevadas down to the edge of the Pacific. And here it would have been supposed that the Great March would have halted again as it did before the Atlantic, that here at last the Frontier ended.

But on the first of May, 1898, a gun was fired in the Bay of Manila, still farther Westward, and in response the skirmish-line crossed the Pacific, still pushing the Frontier before it. ...as the first boat bearing its contingent of American marines took ground on the Asian shore, the Frontier — at last after so many centuries, after so many marches, after so much fighting, so much spilled blood, so much spent treasure, dwindled down and vanished; for the Anglo-Saxon in his course of empire had circled the globe and brought the new civilization to the old civilization, and reached the starting point of history, the place from which the migrations began. So soon as the marines landed there was no longer any West... .”

 
When “the first boat bearing its contingent of American marines took ground on the Asian shore” there was “no longer any West”, thus marking “the passing of an epoch”. The close not just of the western frontier in America but the close of the global frontier of the west.
“Though we are of the same race, ...with the same blood-instincts as the old Frisian marsh people”, he wrote, “we are now come into a changed time and the great word of our century is no longer War, but Trade”: “Had the Lion-Hearted Richard lived to-day” he would have become a “leading representative of the Amalgamated Steel Companies”. Norris points out that the language of commerce and war are largely interchangeable, so that we speak of commercial “invasions”, trade “wars”, business being “captured”, opportunities “seized”, industries “killed”, monopolies “wrested away”, etc.,. Commerce as the continuation of war by other means. “So perhaps we have not lost the Frontier after all.” He even suggests a new phrase, “reversing that of Berkeley's”, “Eastward the course of commerce takes its way.” “And so goes the great movement, Westward, then Eastward, forward and then back”: “First Westward with the great migrations, now Eastward with the course of commerce, moving in a colossal arc..., as though upon the equator a giant dial hand oscillated,... now marking off the Westward progress, now traveling proportionately to the reaction toward the East.” 



'Profiles of the Future: An Inquiry into the Limits of the Possible' by Arthur C. Clark (1962).

 If we regard the ages which stretch ahead of us as an unmapped and unexplored country, what I am attempting to do is to survey its frontiers and to get some idea of its extent. The detailed geography of the interior must remain unknown—until we get to it

Four and a half centuries ago, European civilization started expanding into the unknown, in a slow but irresistible explosion fueled by the energies of the Renaissance. After a thousand years of huddling round the Mediterranean, Western man had discovered a new frontier beyond the sea. We know the very day when he found it — and the day when he lost it. The American frontier opened on October 12, 1492; it closed on May 10, 1869, when the last spike was driven in the transcontinental railroad.
In all the long history of man, ours is the first age with no new frontiers on land or sea, and many of our troubles stem from this fact. It is true that, even now, there are vast areas of the Earth still unexploited and even unexplored, but dealing with them will only be a mopping-up operation. Though the oceans will keep us busy for centuries to come, the countdown started even for them, when the bathyscaphe Trieste descended into the ultimate deep of the Marianas Trench.
There are no more undiscovered continents; set out toward any horizon, and on its other side you will find someone already waiting to check your visa and your vaccination certificate.
This loss of the unknown has been a bitter blow to all romantics and adventurers. In the words of Walter Prescott Webb, the historian of the Southwest:

"The end of an age is always touched with sadness... . The people are going to miss the frontier more than words can express. For centuries they heard its call, listened to its promise, and bet their lives and fortunes on its outcome. It calls no more... ."

Professor Webb’s lament, I am glad to say, is a few million years premature. Even while he was writing it in the small state of Texas, not a thousand miles to his west the vapor trails above White Sands were pointing to a frontier unimaginably vaster than any that our world has me ever known — the frontier of space.
The road to the stars has been discovered none too soon. Civilization cannot exist without new frontiers; it needs them both physically and spiritually. The physical need is obvious—new lands, new resources, new materials. The spiritual need is less apparent, but in the long run it is more important. We do not live by bread alone; we need adventure, variety, novelty, romance. As the psychologists have shown by their sensory deprivation experiments, a man goes swiftly mad if he is isolated in a silent, darkened room, cut off completely from the external world. What is true of individuals is also true of societies; they too can become insane without sufficient stimulus.
[...]
The space frontier is infinite, beyond all possibility of exhaustion; but the opportunity and the challenge it presents are both totally different from any that we have met in our own world in the past. All the moons and planets of this solar system are strange, hostile places that may never harbor more than a few thousand human inhabitants, who will be at least as carefully handpicked as the population of Los Alamos. The age of mass colonization has gone forever. Space has room for many things, but not for “your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free. . . .” Any statue of liberty on Martian soil will have inscribed upon its base “Give me your nuclear physicists, your chemical engineers, your biologists and mathematicians.” The immigrants of the twenty-first century will have much more in common with those of the seventeenth century than the nineteenth. For the Mayflower, it is worth remembering, was loaded to the scuppers with eggheads.

 Psychologically as well as physically, there are no longer any remote places on Earth. When a friend leaves for what was once a far country, even if he has no intention of returning, we cannot feel that same sense of irrevocable separation that saddened our forefathers. We know that he is only hours away by jet liner, and that we merely have to reach for the telephone to hear his voice. And in a very few years, when the satellite communication network is established, we will be able to see friends on the far side of the Earth as easily as we talk to them on the other side of the town. Then the world will shrink no more, for it will have become a
dimensionless point.
But the new stage that is opening up for the human drama will never shrink as the old one has done. We have abolished space here on the little Earth; we can never abolish the space that yawns between the stars. Once again, as in the days when Homer sang, we are face to face with immensity and must accept its grandeur and terror, its inspiring possibilities and its dreadful restraints. From a world that has become too small, we are moving out into one that will be forever too large, whose frontiers will recede from us always more swiftly than we can reach out toward them.

Only a few people can be pioneers or discoverers, but everyone who is even half alive occasionally feels the need for adventure and excitement. If you require proof of this, look at the countless horse operas now galloping across the ether [western tv shows and films]. The myth of a West that never was has been created to fill the vacuum in our modern lives, and it fills it well. Sooner or later, — however, one tires of myths (many of us have long since tired of this one) and then it is time to seek new territory. There is a poignant symbolism in the fact that the giant rockets now stand poised on the edge of the Pacific, where the covered wagons halted only two lifetimes ago.
 

Only creatures of metal and plastic can ever really conquer it, as indeed they have already started to do. The tiny brains of our Prospectors and Rangers barely hint at the mechanical intelligence that will one day be launched at the stars.

The Metaphore of the Psyche as a Multi-story House in Jung's Writings.






From Memories, Dreams, Reflections, 1954:

"Freud was able to interpret the dreams I was then having [on their trip to the USA in 1909] only incompletely or not at all. They were dreams with collective contents, containing, a great deal of symbolic material. One in particular was important to me, for it led me for the first time to the concept of the 'collective unconscious'... ."

"This was the dream. I was in a house I did not know, which had two stories. It was 'my house.' I found myself in the upper storey, where there was a kind of salon furnished with fine old pieces in rococo style. On the walls hung a number of precious old paintings. I wondered that this should be my house, and thought, 'Not bad.' But then it occurred to me that I did not know what the lower floor looked like. Descending the stairs, I reached the ground floor. There everything was much older, and I realized that this part of the house must date from about the fifteenth or sixteenth century. The furnishings were medieval; the floors were of red brick. Everywhere it was rather dark. I went from one room to another, thinking, 'Now I really must explore the whole house.' I came upon a heavy door, and opened it. Beyond it, I discovered a stone stairway that led down into the cellar. Descending again, I found myself in a beautifully vaulted room which looked exceedingly ancient. Examining the walls, I discovered layers of brick among the ordinary stone blocks, and chips of brick in the mortar. As soon as I saw this I knew that the walls dated from Roman times. My interest by now was intense. I looked more closely at the floor. It was of stone slabs, and in one of these I discovered a ring. When I pulled it, the stone slab lifted, and again I saw a stairway of narrow stone steps leading down into the depths. These, too, I descended, and entered a low cave cut into the rock. Thick dust lay on the floor, and in the dust were scattered bones and broken pottery, like remains of a primitive culture. I discovered two human skulls, obviously very old and half disintegrated. Then I awoke."

"I saw from this that he was completely helpless in dealing with certain kinds of dreams and had to take refuge in his [Freud's] doctrine. I realized that it was up to me to find out the real meaning of the dream.
It was plain to me that the house represented a kind of image of the psyche--that is to say, of my then state of consciousness, with hitherto unconscious additions. Consciousness was represented by the salon. It had an inhabited atmosphere, in spite of its antiquated style.
The ground floor stood for the first level of the unconscious. The deeper I went, the more alien and the darker the scene came. In the cave, I discovered remains of a primitive culture, that is, the world of the primitive man within myself--a world which can scarcely be reached or illuminated by consciousness. The primitive psyche of man borders on the life of the animal soul, just as the caves of prehistoric times were usually inhabit by animals before men laid claim to them.
During this period I became aware of how keenly I felt the difference between Freud's intellectual attitude and mine. I had grown up in the intensely historical atmosphere of Basel at the end of the nineteenth century, and had acquired, thanks to reading the old philosophers, some knowledge of the history of Psychology. When I thought about dreams and the contents of the unconscious, I never did so without making historical comparisons;... . I was especially familiar with the writers of the eighteenth and early nineteenth century. Theirs was the world which had formed the atmosphere of my first-storey salon. By contrast, I had the impression that Freud's intellectual history began with Buchner, Moleschott, Du Bois-Reymond, and Darwin."

"The dream pointed out that there were further reaches to the state of consciousness... : the long uninhabited ground floor in medieval style, then the Roman cellar, and finally the prehistoric cave. These signified past times and passed stages of consciousness.
Certain questions had been much on my mind during the days preceding this dream. They were: On what premises is Freudian psychology founded? [...] What is the relationship of its almost exclusive personalism to general historical assumptions? My dream was giving me the answer. It obviously pointed to the foundations of cultural history--a history of successive layers of consciousness. My dream thus constituted a kind of structural diagram of the human psyche; it postulated something of an altogether impersonal nature underlying that psyche. It 'clicked,' as the English have it--and the dream became for me a guiding image... .
This was my first inkling of a collective a priori beneath the personal psyche."

"The dream of the house had a curious effect upon me: it revived my old interest in archaeology. After I had returned to Zurich I took up a book on Babylonian excavations, and read various works on myths."

From Mind and Earth, 1931:

"Perhaps I may be allowed a comparison: it is as though we had to describe and explain a building whose upper storey was erected in the nineteenth century, the ground floor dates back to the sixteenth century, and careful examination of the masonry reveals that it was reconstructed from a tower built in the eleventh century. In the cellar we come upon Roman foundations, and under the cellar a choked-up cave with neo-lithic tools in the upper layer and remnants of fauna from the same period in the lower layers. That would be the picture of our psychic structure. We live on the upper storey and are only aware that the lower storey is slightly old-fashioned. As to what lies beneath the earth's surface, of that we remain totally unconscious.
This is a lame analogy.. for in the psyche there is nothing that is just a dead relic. Everything is alive, and our upper story, consciousness, is continually influenced by its living and active foundations. Like the building, it is sustained and supported by them."

And he returns again to this image in Religion and Psychology, 1940:

“Our modern attitude looks back arrogantly upon the mists of superstition and of medieval or primitive credulity, entirely forgetting that we carry the whole living past in the lower storeys of the skyscraper of rational consciousness. Without the lower storeys our mind is suspended in mid-air. No wonder it gets nervous. The true history of the mind is not preserved in learned volumes but in the living psychic organism of every individual.”






'Psilocybin: Magic Mushroom Growers Guide' by Terence and Dennis Mckenna (1976)

 



 "...'my god, this thing is what it seems to be, its a galactic intelligence, its a billion years old, its touched ten million worlds, it knows the history of a hundred and fifty thousand civilizations, its beyond your possibility of conceiving, and why it is communicating with an organic atom like yourself is not entirely clear.'"

"People are so alienated from their own soul that when they meet their soul they think it comes from another star system."


 

From the Introduction.

I am old, older than thought in your species, which is itself fifty times older than your history. Though I have been on earth for ages I am from the stars. My home is no one planet, for many worlds scattered through the shining disc of the galaxy have conditions which allow my spores an opportunity for life. The mushroom which you see is the part of my body given to sex thrills and sun bathing, my true body is a fine network of fibers growing through the soil. These networks may cover acres and may have far more connections that the number in a human brain. My mycelial network is nearly immortal, only the sudden toxification of a planet or the explosion of its parent star can wipe me out. By means impossible to explain because of certain misconceptions in your model of reality all my mycelial networks in the galaxy are in hyperlight communication across space and time. The mycelial body is as fragile as a spider's web but the collective hypermind and memory is a vast historical archive of the career of evolving intelligence on many worlds in our spiral star swarm. Space, you see, is a vast ocean to those hardy life forms that have the ability to reproduce from spores, for spores are covered with the hardest organic substance known. Across the aeons of time and space drift many spore-forming life-forms in suspended animation for millions of years until contact is made with a suitable environment. Few such species are minded, only myself and my recently evolved near relatives have achieved the hyper-communication mode and memory capacity that makes us leading members in the community of galactic intelligence. How the hypercommunication mode operates is a secret which will not be lightly given to man. But the means should be obvious: it is the occurrence of psilocybin and psilocin in the biosynthetic pathways of my living body that opens for me and my symbiots the vision screens to many worlds. You as an individual and man as a species are on the brink of the formation of a symbiotic relationship with my genetic material that will eventually carry humanity and earth into the galactic mainstream of the higher civilizations.
 
Since it is not easy for you to recognize other varieties of intelligence around you, your most advanced theories of politics and society have advanced only as far as the notion of collectivism. But beyond the cohesion of the members of a species into a single social organism there lie richer and even more baroque evolutionary possibilities. Symbiosis is one of these. Symbiosis is a relation of mutual dependence and positive benefits for both of the species involved. Symbiotic relationships between myself and civilized forms of higher animals have been established many times and in many places throughout the long ages of my development. These relationships have been mutually useful; within my memory is the knowledge of hyperlight drive ships and how to build them. I will trade this knowledge for a free ticket to new worlds around suns younger and more stable than your own. To secure an eternal existence down the long river of cosmic time I again and again offer this agreement to higher beings and thereby have spread throughout the galaxy over the long millennia. A mycelial network has no organs to move the world, no hands; but higher animals with manipulative abilities can become partners with the star knowledge within me and if they act in good faith, return both themselves and their humble mushroom teacher to the million worlds all citizens of our starswarm are heir to.