Chicken Little: The Inside Story (A Jungian ... - Inner City Books
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92 <strong>Chicken</strong> <strong>Little</strong>: <strong>The</strong> <strong>Inside</strong> <strong>Story</strong><br />
My fantasies, what would I be without them? And they, without<br />
me? <strong>Chicken</strong> <strong>Little</strong>, now, I wouldn’t mind being quit of her, but she<br />
grips me so. Intransigent complex, obsession, idée fixe, whatever;<br />
I’m more interested in what it means than what it’s called.<br />
If I were fifty years younger and half as scrupulous, I’d start a<br />
religion. Or a cult, more likely. I’d aim to squeeze the poor and dispossessed,<br />
those most vulnerable. I’d hire someone with a commanding<br />
presence to go on prime time television in a black robe<br />
and cry out, HALLELUJAH!!! Ms. <strong>Little</strong> came to earth to save yo’<br />
SOULS! <strong>The</strong> sky was fallin’ then and it still is! Don’ you hear<br />
them clouds clappin’? Frien’s, they is gettin’ ready t’ FALL!! An’<br />
when they falls, you don’ wanna be unda them, do you? Now, how<br />
you gonna ‘scape a fallin’ cloud o’ horror and hell-fire damnation?<br />
Well frien’s, all you gotta do is BELIEVE!—man, woman ‘n’ chil’,<br />
you gotta believe in the worda Ms. <strong>Little</strong>!! And jus’ what’s all that<br />
about, you ask, just what’s this l’il Ms. <strong>Little</strong> got that you ain’t got<br />
and ain’t never had? Well, I’m here to tell ya what she got that you<br />
ain’t; I’m here to tell ya WHAT SHE GOT that you ain’ NEVER<br />
HAD. And that’s SOUL! Brothers ‘n’ sisters, the soula Ms. <strong>Little</strong> is<br />
available to alla you, no single man, woman or chil’ gonna go without.<br />
It’s a BIG SOUL an’ a piece of it’s there for the askin’. All<br />
you gotta do is BELIEVE!—Come forth now, march right up, don’<br />
be shy, she loves ya all and nobody gonna be left out who truly BE-<br />
LIEVES! An’ out there in the big wide worl’, I hear ya, ya wanna<br />
come up the aisle like these true believers, on’y ya ain’t here! So<br />
how you too gonna be saved? Well, I’m here to tell ya, ya gonna be<br />
saved jus’ the same when ya send yo’ MONEY! Ms. <strong>Little</strong> ain’ no<br />
high hoss up on no hill; she ain’ makin’ you come to her, she gonna<br />
‘cept yo’ true belief from WHERE YOU IS!! . . .<br />
I couldn’t do that now, of course. Thanks to analysis for that. It<br />
brought my chickens home to roost, so to speak. It put an end to all<br />
sorts of delusions, like the belief that I knew what I was doing; that<br />
I could survive alone; that I could grow, feeding only on myself;<br />
that I was particularly different. Hasn’t all been roses, though. Lost<br />
a few angels as well as devils. Just when you get hold of a really<br />
good fantasy, reality hits you in the eye. Isn’t that the shits. Still, I<br />
don’t trip over myself as much.