*image by Ben Harubin

Some mortal poet has said that man is conceived in pleasure and delivered in pain.
Now, if this were twisted around enough, you could probably learn something.

Within the Life-of-Life, the mass of humanity is as its own organism, moving and expanding at its own speed. There are two rates to this speed: The actual rate and the prophecy rate, which is talk, theory, and impractical-ideas-for-the-time. Both are of consequence and both exist, but without the former soon following the latter, they are not recognized.

What is it that I mean behind the words, "Personality" and "Imagination"?
What is the blinding fog that engulfs man and keeps his eyes cloudy?
What is this thing that seems to stand between man and reality?
Ahhh, the impure likeness of oneself.

In the correct usage of rituals and ceremonies,
the emotions find speech and discover movement.

Is it barely possible that a more evolved man would simply "do things,"
and not do things "because"?

If you only strive to work on the present mind with the mind,
how can you escape immense confusion?

It has been said that a man's state is not truly developed unless it is natural,
and not the result of some extrinsic discipline. But if this be so, "what to do?"
when his "natural" state is out of town?