Fantasia of the Unconscious | Page 9

supposing it deeper, more vital, more intrinsic? Not
a bit. Because if the large parent mother-germ still lives and acts
vividly and mysteriously in the great fused nucleus of your solar plexus,
does the smaller, brilliant male-spark that derived from your father act
any less vividly? By no means. It is different--it is less ostensible. It
may be even in magnitude smaller. But it may be even more vivid,
even more intrinsic. So beware how you deny the father-quick of
yourself. You may be denying the most intrinsic quick of all.
In the same way it follows that, since brothers and sisters have the same
father and mother, therefore in every brother and sister there is a direct
communication such as can never happen between strangers. The
parent nuclei do not die within the new nucleus. They remain there,
marvelous naked sparkling dynamic life-centers, nodes, well-heads of
vivid life itself. Therefore in every individual the parent nuclei live, and
give direction connection, blood connection we call it, with the rest of
the family. It is blood connection. For the fecundating nuclei are the
very spark-essence of the blood. And while life lives the parent nuclei
maintain their own centrality and dynamic effectiveness within the
solar plexus of the child. So that every individual has mother and father

both sparkling within himself.
But this is rather a preliminary truth than an intrinsic truth. The
intrinsic truth of every individual is the new unit of unique
individuality which emanates from the fusion of the parent nuclei. This
is the incalculable and intangible Holy Ghost each time--each
individual his own Holy Ghost. When, at the moment of conception,
the two parent nuclei fuse to form a new unit of life, then takes place
the great mystery of creation. A new individual appears--not the result
of the fusion merely. Something more. The quality of individuality
cannot be derived. The new individual, in his singleness of self, is a
perfectly new whole. He is not a permutation and combination of old
elements, transferred through the parents. No, he is something
underived and utterly unprecedented, unique, a new soul.
This quality of pure individuality is, however, only the one supreme
quality. It consummates all other qualities, but does not consume them.
All the others are there, all the time. And only at his maximum does an
individual surpass all his derivative elements, and become purely
himself. And most people never get there. In his own pure individuality
a man surpasses his father and mother, and is utterly unknown to them.
"Woman, what have I to do with thee?" But this does not alter the fact
that within him lives the mother-quick and the father-quick, and that
though in his wholeness he is rapt away beyond the old mother-father
connections, they are still there within him, consummated but not
consumed. Nor does it alter the fact that very few people surpass their
parents nowadays, and attain any individuality beyond them. Most men
are half-born slaves: the little soul they are born with just atrophies, and
merely the organism emanates, the new self, the new soul, the new
swells into manhood, like big potatoes.
So there we are. But considering man at his best, he is at the start faced
with the great problem. At the very start he has to undertake his
tripartite being, the mother within him, the father within him, and the
Holy Ghost, the self which he is supposed to consummate, and which
mostly he doesn't.
And there it is, a hard physiological fact. At the moment of our

conception, the father nucleus fuses with the mother nucleus, and the
wonder emanates, the new self, the new soul, the new individual cell.
But in the new individual cell the father-germ and the mother-germ do
not relinquish their identity. There they remain still, incorporated and
never extinguished. And so, the blood-stream of race is one stream, for
ever. But the moment the mystery of pure individual newness ceased to
be enacted and fulfilled, the blood-stream would dry up and be finished.
Mankind would die out.
Let us go back then to the solar plexus. There sparkle the included
mother-germ and father-germ, giving us direct, immediate blood-bonds,
family connection. The connection is as direct and as subtle as between
the Marconi stations, two great wireless stations. A family, if you like,
is a group of wireless stations, all adjusted to the same, or very much
the same vibration. All the time they quiver with the interchange, there
is one long endless flow of vitalistic communication between members
of one family, a long, strange rapport, a sort of life-unison. It is a ripple
of life through many bodies as through one body. But all the time there
is the jolt, the rupture of individualism, the individual asserting himself
beyond