and virtue we must have known its
antithesis--evil and separation, which are really synonymous. Separation
from Holiness _is_ evil. It is a condition, a limitation.
It is to the Divine Essence just such a limitation as Time is to the
mortal. Separation is therefore the antecedent cause of all
limitations. These _must_ exist where the Wholeness or Holiness is
absent.
I must use the language of earth or you would not understand. Logically,
of course, Holiness can never be absent, since it is the cause of all
Existence; but it is _apparently absent_, and this apparent absence,
this separation, this evil in fact, acts as a spectroscope. _It
analyses, and thus brings into our consciousness the White Ray of the
Divine Nature._
We can go no further than that. The Divine Chemistry, beyond this fact,
must remain a mystery, probably for ages to come.
We cannot tell _why_ things are thus arranged; we only know that it is
so.
As well ask _why_ the White Ray of Light gives out its colours only
through separating them.
But it is easier to speak of the co-ordination of _events_. Take your
own suggestion of the cube--that will help us best.
Take it that each life is a cube of planes, of experiences. These
experiences are co-existent and knit together, as firmly in the life of
a human being as the many planes are co-existing, and knit together in a
mathematical cube. You can dissect the cube and slice off infinitesimal
small planes in sections.
So is the individual life sliced off into an infinite number of planes
by the sequences of Time (our three-dimensional condition).
But these experiences--great or small, important or trivial (from your
point of view)--_exist in the cube of that person's earth pilgrimage_,
as the colours exist in the White Ray.
The Ray may be split up into sequence, but the colours belong to it all
the same, and by a _perfectly seeing eye_ would be known and recognised
without the help of the spectroscope.
The true seer is the one who sees the cube of your life; before whom it
is spread out, without Time Separations, into planes of experience. This
is the real secret of all _foretelling_. Such people, when honest, have
some amount of access to the cube of earth life, some more, some less.
Many mix up and confuse what they see; but they do see beyond the plane
section which Time gives to the normal human being.
I think you have taken enough now.
I will only add that, of course--as yo
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