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a wrong way, but if one lives it one is just impossible and reality<br />

hits one over the head all the time. That is the problem. People who<br />

have shelved their feelings, or their demands on other people, or<br />

their capacity for trust, always feel not quite real, not quite<br />

spontaneous or really themselves. They feel only half alive and they<br />

generally also do not take themselves as quite real. To shelve the<br />

divine child means not taking oneself completely seriously. One acts!<br />

One can adapt throughout life, but if one is honest with oneself, one<br />

knows that it is acting. Otherwise one would behave in such an<br />

infantile way that nobody could stand one. So what can one do?<br />

That is the problem of the divine child when it appears in this inbetween<br />

state.<br />

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One just does not know what to do. Theoretically the situation is<br />

clear: one should be able to cut away the childishness and leave the<br />

true personality. One should somehow be able to disentangle the two,<br />

and if an analysis goes right that is what slowly happens. One<br />

succeeds in disentangling and destroying what is really childish and<br />

in saving the creativity and the future life. But, practically, this<br />

is something which is immensely subtle and difficult to accomplish.<br />

The divine child, or star prince, whom Saint-Exupéry meets in the<br />

desert, asks for a sheep, and we learn that he has come down to fetch<br />

a sheep to take back with him. Later in the story it is said that on<br />

the planet there is an overgrowth of baobab trees which are<br />

continually sprouting. The star prince wants a sheep to eat the<br />

shoots as they appear so that he does not constantly have to work at<br />

cutting them off. But this he does not explain to Saint-Exupéry, and<br />

the real reason only comes out later.<br />

At first we have to look at the symbolism of the sheep in the<br />

personal life of Saint-Exupéry and then also in general mythology. In<br />

one of his books, Saint-Exupéry says himself:<br />

There is no bad outer fate, only an inner one. There comes a moment<br />

when you are vulnerable and your own mistakes seize you and pull you<br />

down like a sort of whirlpool. [He naturally must be speaking with<br />

reference to flying. He means that there is no such thing as a chance<br />

crash: the one day you have an accident is the result of a whole<br />

inner and outer process.] It is not the big obstacles that count so<br />

much, but the little ones: three orange trees on the edge of an<br />

airfield, or thirty sheep which you fail to see in the grass and<br />

which suddenly emerge between the wheels of your plane.<br />

You know that at one time in many places flocks of sheep were used to<br />

keep down the grass on the airfields, and it could happen that your<br />

plane by some mistake ran into them. One could say that he projects<br />

onto the sheep that fateful thing which one day kills the puer<br />

aeternus, or in this case himself. It is the fatal enemy.<br />

The sheep has a very revealing name in Greek. It is called probaton,<br />

which comes from the verb "to walk forward," so it would mean "the<br />

walking forward animal." This is a marvelous name: the animal has no<br />

other choice and no other function than the capacity to walk forward!<br />

That is all it can do! The Greeks are even more witty, for they make<br />

the animal neuter and call it "the walking forward thing.'' That<br />

illustrates the most negative aspect of the sheep, which always<br />

follows the leading ram wherever it goes. You can read again and<br />

again in the<br />

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papers that if a wolf or a dog chases the leading ram over a<br />

precipice, two or three hundred sheep will jump over after him. This<br />

happened about ten years ago at Lenzerheide on an Alp when a wolfhound<br />

chased the leading ram over the precipice and afterward men had

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