William Irwin Thompson Quotes
In the domain of cops and robbers, an interdiction serves to structure a black market and a shadow economy.
Idealistic reformers are dangerous because their idealism has no roots in love, but is simply a hysterical and unbalanced rage for order amidst their own chaos.
The conscious purpose of science is control of Nature; its unconscious effect is disruption and chaos.
Hominid and human evolution took place over millions and not billions of years, but with the emergence of language there was a further acceleration of time and the rate of change.
One way to find food for thought is to use the fork in the road, the bifurcation that marks the place of emergence in which a new line of development begins to branch off.
If you do not create your destiny, you will have your fate inflicted upon you.
In a world in which men write thousands of books and one million scientific papers a year, the mythic bricoleur is the man who plays with all that information and hears a music inside the noise.
Catastrophes are often stimulated by the failure to feel the emergence of a domain, and so what cannot be felt in the imagination is experienced as embodied sensation in the catastrophe.
The conscious process is reflected in the imagination; the unconscious process is expressed as karma, the generation of actions divorced from thinking and alienated from feeling.
The teacher of history's work should be, ideally, not simply a description of past cultures, but a performance of the culture in which we live and are increasingly taking our being.
Not all intelligence can be artificial now, so if we make a mistake, the consequences are no longer simply located within an institution or a national culture.
A World is not an ideology nor a scientific institution, nor is it even a system of ideologies; rather, it is a structure of unconscious relations and symbiotic processes.
The more chaos there is, the more science holds on to abstract systems of control, and the more chaos is engendered.
That shoreline where the island of knowing meets the unfathomable sea of our own being is the landscape of myth.
We are the climactic generation of human cultural evolution, and in the microcosm of our lives the macrocosm of the evolution of the human race is playing itself out.
Fairy tales and myths are forms of cultural storage for the natural history of life.
When we come to an edge we come to a frontier that tells us that we are now about to become more than we have been before.
