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Spirituality and Men - London 2001
As every drop of an ocean contains within it the same qualities as that ocean.
That means that within you, the same power, the force, the same beauty and intelligence that exists within Mother Nature, exists within you.
… and the trick is to believe in it.
Emerson
Trust thyself!
Every heart vibrates to that iron string. Accept the place the divine providence has found for you,the society of your contemporaries, the connection of events.
Great individuals have always done so and confide them self childlike to the genius of their age.
Betraying their perception knowing the absolute trustworthy is seated at their heart, working through their hands, predominating in all their being.
The power which resides in you is new in nature and none but you know that which you can do until you have tried.
Ezekiel 25:17
The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men.
Blessed is he who in the name of charity and goodwill shepards the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother’s keeper and the finder of lost children.
And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers.
And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee.
Epilogue to Beaumont and Fletcher's Honest Man's Fortune
Man is his own star; and the soul that can
Render an honest and a perfect man,
Commands all light, all influence, all fate;
Nothing to him falls early or too late.
Our acts our angels are, or good or ill,
Our fatal shadows that walk by us still.
‘If’ by Rudyard Kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies;
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating, and yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master; if you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster and treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew to serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, if all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, and—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
UTTERANCES of DIVINITY
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