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The Time Has Come To Realise That An Interpretation Of The Universe—even A Positivist One—remains Unsatisfying Unless It Covers The Interior As Well As The Exterior Of Things; Mind As Well As Matter. The True Physics Is That Which Will, One Day, Achieve The Inclusion Of Man In His Wholeness In A Coherent Picture Of The World.

There Is Almost A Sensual Longing For Communion With Others Who Have A Large Vision. The Immense Fulfillment Of The Friendship Between Those Engaged In Furthering The Evolution Of Consciousness Has A Quality Impossible To Describe.

Since Once Again, O Lord, In The Steppes Of Asia, I Have No Bread, No Wine, No Altar, I Will Raise Myself Above Those Symbols To The Pure Majesty Of Reality, And I Will Offer To You, I, Your Priest, Upon The Altar Of The Entire Earth, The Labor And The Suffering Of The World.

It Is Done. Once Again The Fire Has Penetrated The Earth, Not With The Sudden Crash Of Thunderbolt, Riving The Mountain Tops: Does The Master Break Down Doors To Enter His Own Home? Without Earthquake, Or Thunderclap: The Flame Has Lit Up The Whole World From Within.

The Day Is Not Far Distant When Humanity Will Realize That Biologically It Is Faced With A Choice Between Suicide And Adoration.