58773659Back before there was the internet, there were books. And back before there was a keyboard cat, there was a Carl Jung. And Carl Jung once went crazy and wrote a book called The Red Book, which was considered so dangerous, it was kept under "lock and key" until recently.

In a show at the Rubin Museum, Sarah Silverman, Carl Jung expert (probably), was asked to interpret a psychedelic illustration from The Red Book. Wait, crazy books written by mad Swiss psychiatrists have illustrations that look like black light posters? Sure, okay! I am on board!

Here's Silverman trying to understand what the hell is going on in Jung's schizophrenia-induced hallucinations.

She began tentatively. “It looks like a very contained world. Snakes. Turtles. Really nice tiles. Um, fire and water,” she said. “Am I doing this right? There’s no wrong, right?” (…)

Silverman glanced again at the image. What else could she see?

“My father’s penis.” Her smirk was resplendent. “Kidding!”

Kidding aside, Silverman apparently took the questioning seriously, talking candidly about her work and career.

“Right now, I’ve spent so much time not doing standup, that I’m really lost,” the comic said, growing wistful… "So I came here, to New York, and I made a chunk of time to try to go up in little rooms in Brooklyn or to friends’ houses. And not to care… But it’s such an instinct not to be disappointing! … A comic has that fear… What if I’m never funny again?”

Aw! Don't be afraid, Sarah Silverman! From the little I know about Carl Jung, he drove himself crazy trying to delve deeper into the mind. Don't become Carl Jung part two (Carl Jung 2: Dream Harder)! Enjoy life. Smell pretty flowers. Make holocaust jokes! Embrace life! You'll always be funny to us.

But in all seriousness, it's nice to see successful comedians talk honestly about their fears because it shows they are humans, and not robots. And differentiating between the two will be important in the upcoming robot apocalypse.