Nature, Truth and Love with
large letters. Because Nature is our mother, Truth is our
teacher, and Love is our God.
Disease is a godsend. Never to be dreaded, always to be
esteemed beneficent. How microbes are maligned, to be sure. A microbe is a sort of somatic undertaker, his business being
to dispose of the dead among the cells. The trouble is we all array ourselves in black and join the mourners at the funeral.
Away with funerals ! Away with mourning ! Away with the
earthincss of superstition ! For superstition is always earthy,
instead of religious as men suppose.
The danger in all disease lies in the remedy, and not in the
ailment. Left alone, disease would cure itself, through the
instinct of the invalid. But the human race is a race of
meddlers. Certain highly-respected classes have actually
reduced meddling to a science, and make their living by it. Such as lawyers, who interfere between man and man ; doctors,
who interfere between man and Nature; and preachers, who
interfere between man and God, So we have our "bitter
medicine"—of therapeutics and theology, the claim being that
the worse a thing tastes the better it is, and we should swallow
it for no other conceivable reason but that we don't want to.
large letters. Because Nature is our mother, Truth is our
teacher, and Love is our God.
Disease is a godsend. Never to be dreaded, always to be
esteemed beneficent. How microbes are maligned, to be sure. A microbe is a sort of somatic undertaker, his business being
to dispose of the dead among the cells. The trouble is we all array ourselves in black and join the mourners at the funeral.
Away with funerals ! Away with mourning ! Away with the
earthincss of superstition ! For superstition is always earthy,
instead of religious as men suppose.
The danger in all disease lies in the remedy, and not in the
ailment. Left alone, disease would cure itself, through the
instinct of the invalid. But the human race is a race of
meddlers. Certain highly-respected classes have actually
reduced meddling to a science, and make their living by it. Such as lawyers, who interfere between man and man ; doctors,
who interfere between man and Nature; and preachers, who
interfere between man and God, So we have our "bitter
medicine"—of therapeutics and theology, the claim being that
the worse a thing tastes the better it is, and we should swallow
it for no other conceivable reason but that we don't want to.
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Pain is the penalty for forcing pleasure.
death is the penalty for denying it.
To enjoy life is to use naturally every natural function of life
not to think too much or to feel too little.
Happiness is the unsought crown bestowed on self-fidelity and
it rests so light we never know it's there.
To eat for pleasure is to eat for pain but to eat without pleasure is to eat without life.
Soul suffers most when body
seeks enjoyment for itself.
Indeed the only sense-pleasures that cause regret are those which the soul failed to feel first.
In short, soul-hunger can never be surfeited; and all hunger should
be soul-hunger.
Here is a sure remedy for indigestion eat a very little of whatever you love best, and enjoy it to the utmost. No one ever loved too much even excess of passion is lack of Love.
Work for the joy of working, play for the joy of playing,
eat for the joy of eating—and fast for the joy of fasting.
I have been asked "How, in the name of all that is mystical, can you fast for enjoyment?" Well, a materialist can't.
But a materialist won't ever undertake a Conquest Fast. So such
are eliminated. Only he will enjoy the Fast who can enjoy both
soul and sense.❤️
death is the penalty for denying it.
To enjoy life is to use naturally every natural function of life
not to think too much or to feel too little.
Happiness is the unsought crown bestowed on self-fidelity and
it rests so light we never know it's there.
To eat for pleasure is to eat for pain but to eat without pleasure is to eat without life.
Soul suffers most when body
seeks enjoyment for itself.
Indeed the only sense-pleasures that cause regret are those which the soul failed to feel first.
In short, soul-hunger can never be surfeited; and all hunger should
be soul-hunger.
Here is a sure remedy for indigestion eat a very little of whatever you love best, and enjoy it to the utmost. No one ever loved too much even excess of passion is lack of Love.
Work for the joy of working, play for the joy of playing,
eat for the joy of eating—and fast for the joy of fasting.
I have been asked "How, in the name of all that is mystical, can you fast for enjoyment?" Well, a materialist can't.
But a materialist won't ever undertake a Conquest Fast. So such
are eliminated. Only he will enjoy the Fast who can enjoy both
soul and sense.❤️
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I just close eyes, and the earth is carried away by the river.
What is left behind I can't say ~ it's just the sound of the water
Am, g, f, em, am
Am, c, em, am, em, am
What is left behind I can't say ~ it's just the sound of the water
Am, g, f, em, am
Am, c, em, am, em, am
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Health brings Hope.
And only Hope can illume the
human face with an aura angelic.
Iost people are unattractive because moribund.
You can't beautify the pallor of a corpse in the making. Put Life into the human body, Love into the human heart, Light into the human soul.
a being of beauty arises in the majesty of newly awakened Selfhood.
Life, Light and Love—this exactly sums the Conquest Fast.
You won't be conspicuously beautiful while you're fasting—not till afterwards. So don't be haunting the mirror.
Lest the mirror haunt you.
And only Hope can illume the
human face with an aura angelic.
Iost people are unattractive because moribund.
You can't beautify the pallor of a corpse in the making. Put Life into the human body, Love into the human heart, Light into the human soul.
a being of beauty arises in the majesty of newly awakened Selfhood.
Life, Light and Love—this exactly sums the Conquest Fast.
You won't be conspicuously beautiful while you're fasting—not till afterwards. So don't be haunting the mirror.
Lest the mirror haunt you.
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When the rain falls down from the cloudy sky,
It's the father healing the mother
When the ocean winds are blowing and the rivers are flowing,
It's the mother healing the father
And the mother needs a father to be green green green,
Like the father needs a mother to be born
And a sister needs a brother like a child needs its mother,
and we all needs each other to whole
C, G, am
Capo2
432hz
It's the father healing the mother
When the ocean winds are blowing and the rivers are flowing,
It's the mother healing the father
And the mother needs a father to be green green green,
Like the father needs a mother to be born
And a sister needs a brother like a child needs its mother,
and we all needs each other to whole
C, G, am
Capo2
432hz
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