Our destinies realized in the pavilions
of Silence. Your life and my life are the radiant units of the Life
Perfect.
=BUILD THE WORLD WITH THOUGHT WAVES:= The dire curse of this
world is idleness. Some are working too hard, while a vast multitude
idly look on. Don't be a looker, be a doer. Don't be a knocker, be a
booster. Idleness is a sin: "The wages of sin is death." That is why
people who stop working soon die off. "If a man will not work, neither
shall he eat." He can't eat long. He loses his appetite, spoils his
digestion, gets heart failure. When you retire from business, from
work, from active aggressive occupation, you want to buy your lot
in the grave-yard at once. "If I were rich", do you say? Stuff and
nonsense, if you were rich you would be unbearably meaner than you are
now, a hundred times more stupidly useless. What you need is PUNCH.
You have lost your Grip, Grit and Punch. And no matter if you are
ninety years old you can get them all back. How? Listen.
Build the World with Thought Waves. Begin with your WORLD, what is it?
The kitchen or the school-room? The ditch or the mayor's chair? The
field or as superintendent of a railroad? A brickyard or a bank? A
bench or a pulpit? A loom or grand opera? A pick or a pen? Take a look
at your world, what is it? Now plan it, then breathe life into your
plan.
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