Life has always seemed to me like a plant that feeds its rhizome. In fact, it is invisible, hidden in the rhizome. The part that appears above the ground lives only one summer, then fades away. It can be called an anticipatory vision. When you think about goals and beginnings, you can't shake the feeling of universal incitement. I have never lost the feeling that something lives and goes on beneath the surface of the eternal stream. What we see is only a crown, and after it is gone, the rhizome will remain. Carl Gustav Jung.