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Last Letters From The Living Dead Man
THE LEVER OF WORLD
you not see that the unifying influence of America is already being felt in
the war? Do you not see how America, through the President of the United
States, is drawing the Allies together? That is her destiny, to assemble all
nations in a brotherhood of democratic freedom and mutual helpfulness. This
demand of President Wilson for a council, for unified action in prosecuting
the war, is one of the most significant events in history. For the first
time a group of friendly nations may really work as one, putting aside all
personal jealousies and fears—for a great world end.
It is the lever of world unity which shall
lift the burden of wastefulness that heretofore has cost the world half the
fruits of its labor.
Oh, nations of Europe, do not fear the great free land across
the waters! She wants nothing of you, save now the privilege of helping you
to save yourselves, and in the future to work with you for the ideals that
will make you all strong.
The Anglo-Saxon race must again be like one family, though in
two houses; but bye and bye, when America shall have amalgamated her foreign
residents with herself in one indissoluble race, she will still be your
sister, O Britain! and you two shall counsel together for the further
enlightening of the world.
Sometimes I go high in the etheric regions
and look down upon the earth, so high that the horizons bound one hemisphere
after another. The horizons of time are also thus expanded, and I see ahead
of and behind the present hour. I see the causes that have brought the world
to its present impasse. You will have to remove the wall that
separates you from the age of enlightened brotherhood.
You have read about the golden age of the past. Did you think it
was a fanciful story, to amuse children in the firelight? I tell you it will
sometime be realized again, and on this earth—now rent by hatred and war.
You must retain all you have won from the
mines of the earth and from the activity of your own brains. Inventions and
arts, they will all have their place in the new age that is coming, and
hitherto unimagined art and science will add further to the glory and
comfort of life. It will be the fault of your own folly and blindness if you
lose anything of value to the soul. The soul needs matter as matter needs
the soul. Because we look forward to an age without hatred and wasteful
division, we do not look forward to an age of idleness and inertia.
Limitless will be the opportunities for genius, for talent, for ambition.
The greatest aristocracy of earth is the aristocracy of mind and
soul, and mind and soul will be cultivated. The education of the future will
be not only practical but humanistic; nothing will be thrown away that makes
for beauty or for thought. The treasures of dead languages will not be
thrown into the dustbin. After the labor necessary to provide for the
material wants of the world, time will be left for art and beauty and
scholarship, for social discussion and religious exaltation. The mystic also
will have his place.
Three years ago I would not have dared to
prophesy a happy outcome for this tragic fracas. More than two years
ago I told you that the battle had been won in the regions above the
earth—won by the powers of good, who labor for the welfare of mankind. How
can you doubt? If the war had ended two years ago, the world might
have gone on more or less as it went before. But now it can never go back to
the old selfish ways. In the need that will follow the war the races will
help one another; they will turn to one another as brothers and sisters
Never lose faith that out of this tragedy will come the guerdon
of the world’s desire. I see it, I live for it (for I live more vitally than
you); and that you may see and live for it also I struggle against the
lightness of my present body, that has a tendency to carry me away from the
dense regions where you suffer and pray, you men of earth.
You who have followed me from those early
days when I wrote you letters from the lower astral world, describing as a
traveler in a strange country the things I had seen; you who followed me
through the hells of astral turmoil during the early months of the war,
follow me yet a little further. I will show you the way as it has been shown
to me. And you will walk in that way, though stumbling at first and groping
for the thread of purpose through the labyrinth of reconstruction, in the
days that shall be called days of peace. For perfect peace will not come at
once. You will have to work for it, as you have worked for triumph in war.
But if you have faith, you will ride the stormy waters into the haven of a
new earth. And a new heaven will spread above the earth, for heaven is
largely peopled from below; it recruits its population from below. No new
angels are being created now. The outgoing Breath rests, and the indrawing
Breath is about to begin. You who have practised “yogi breathing” know how
difficult it is to hold the breath out for more than a short time. It
can only be done by force of will. The tendency is to return, as the
tendency in the race is to return towards the Source from which it came. It
is therefore I say that you cannot retard, save for a little while, the flow
of the race-breath towards harmony and peace and love.
The struggle of men with each other in the
selfishness of separation is like the struggle of the yogi not to
inbreathe—the young and inexperienced yogi; for the wise one breathes at
stated intervals, and knows when the period is full.
The race knows. It will follow the law of the outflow and
inflow. You cannot prevent it. So yield yourselves to the current that would
carry you back to God.
It will not be a hurried journey, for the inflowing breath is
measured too. There will be time for labor and for rest, and to gather
flowers by the way.
Do you fear the return to God, however slow it may be? I who
have tasted death know there is nothing to fear; and I who have tasted the
new life tell you there is everything to hope.