War Letters from the Living Dead Man by Elsa Barker Read Free Book Online
Authors: Elsa Barker
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to war, and the bullet of each pierced the heart of the other. Their hate was hot as love. Then in the sudden darkness of death they reached out for each other’s hand; their hate had found its other pole and they melted together in love.
“Two friends went forth to war against each other, and with every wound they drew nearer together—the soul of each grieved for the other’s pain, and neither in death nor life can one escape the other.
“Would you avoid a loved one, then never dare to hate him. The soul has pity when the brain is pitiless; the faith of the soul may be strongest when the mind is weak with doubt.
“The soul of the brain that hates you keeps watch when it is still, it wipes with its vapory hand the teardrops from your eyes.
“When you weep in dreams, know that your soul is weeping for the tears you have caused your enemy. When you wake with wet eyes, you are paying the debt of love.
“Be kind to him who loves you, for love is a helpless waif; if you drive it from the heart it can only wander alone.
“Be kind to him who hates you, for his waif is wandering alone.
“When you go to sleep, send love to the one who wounds you by day. If you go to sleep in hate you will wake with wet eyes.
“I am the go-between. I am the Self whose house is in every heart. I take messages in the darkness. I am too great to be proud. I run errands for my own.
“How well you have tried to hate I know by your heart’s sadness. That you have failed to hate is because your soul is sleepless.
“I am the go-between and I keep my lantern lit.”
April 1
* [ed. note] Quote from Daniel 5:25 interpreted in Daniel 5:26–28
25: And this is the writing that was written, Mene Mene Tekel Upharsin .
26: This is the interpretation of the thing: Mene : God hath numbered thy kingdom, and finished it.
27: Tekel : Thou art weighed in the balances, and art found wanting.
28: Peres : Thy kingdom is divided, and given to the Medes and Persians.
Letter 13
The Body of Humanity
I have said that as twenty of us stood in the palace at Potsdam and in the Wilhemstrasse, the greatest of the Teachers was not with us. You do not know the name by which we know him, nor do you need to know. He is one who has left so far behind him the personal limitations of life as you know it that he can look upon that life somewhat as the Planetary Logos may look upon it. He can look at the restless and warring beings on earth as you would look at micro-organisms through a lens. Amoeba, fat-cell, pus-cell, he sees them all as parts of the great Whole, and their wars do not make him partisan. The assertions, the reiterations, the bombastic prayers of the German Emperor, who goes on the assumption that God must be on his side because it is his side, do not move this Master even to smiles. Absurdity and tragedy are one to him, except as they further or retard the growth of the organism of Humanity.
If you get into your consciousness a realization , not a mere philosophic theory, of the One and the many, you will understand that the One is in all the many, whether some of them be your friends or your enemies. Another thing remember: To posit is to create. Posit and thus create brotherhood. But do not posit it too violently, lest you climax your rhythm too soon and produce by reaction the opposite of brotherhood. The greatest of the Masters seemed to us to posit no new thing when the war-cloud gathered. We whose knowledge is not infinite tried to serve as physicians, tried to cool the fever that was burning the cells of the Great Man, Humanity. We may be said to have given him mental treatment, to have urged on the curative process.
The astral forms with which we struggled were like germs of disease in the air. From the view-point of the great Master they were no more than infusoria which you could see through a lens. Adjust your view to eternity as well as to time, if you would understand him and help him in his work. But do not regard your own work
“Two friends went forth to war against each other, and with every wound they drew nearer together—the soul of each grieved for the other’s pain, and neither in death nor life can one escape the other.
“Would you avoid a loved one, then never dare to hate him. The soul has pity when the brain is pitiless; the faith of the soul may be strongest when the mind is weak with doubt.
“The soul of the brain that hates you keeps watch when it is still, it wipes with its vapory hand the teardrops from your eyes.
“When you weep in dreams, know that your soul is weeping for the tears you have caused your enemy. When you wake with wet eyes, you are paying the debt of love.
“Be kind to him who loves you, for love is a helpless waif; if you drive it from the heart it can only wander alone.
“Be kind to him who hates you, for his waif is wandering alone.
“When you go to sleep, send love to the one who wounds you by day. If you go to sleep in hate you will wake with wet eyes.
“I am the go-between. I am the Self whose house is in every heart. I take messages in the darkness. I am too great to be proud. I run errands for my own.
“How well you have tried to hate I know by your heart’s sadness. That you have failed to hate is because your soul is sleepless.
“I am the go-between and I keep my lantern lit.”
April 1
* [ed. note] Quote from Daniel 5:25 interpreted in Daniel 5:26–28
25: And this is the writing that was written, Mene Mene Tekel Upharsin .
26: This is the interpretation of the thing: Mene : God hath numbered thy kingdom, and finished it.
27: Tekel : Thou art weighed in the balances, and art found wanting.
28: Peres : Thy kingdom is divided, and given to the Medes and Persians.
Letter 13
The Body of Humanity
I have said that as twenty of us stood in the palace at Potsdam and in the Wilhemstrasse, the greatest of the Teachers was not with us. You do not know the name by which we know him, nor do you need to know. He is one who has left so far behind him the personal limitations of life as you know it that he can look upon that life somewhat as the Planetary Logos may look upon it. He can look at the restless and warring beings on earth as you would look at micro-organisms through a lens. Amoeba, fat-cell, pus-cell, he sees them all as parts of the great Whole, and their wars do not make him partisan. The assertions, the reiterations, the bombastic prayers of the German Emperor, who goes on the assumption that God must be on his side because it is his side, do not move this Master even to smiles. Absurdity and tragedy are one to him, except as they further or retard the growth of the organism of Humanity.
If you get into your consciousness a realization , not a mere philosophic theory, of the One and the many, you will understand that the One is in all the many, whether some of them be your friends or your enemies. Another thing remember: To posit is to create. Posit and thus create brotherhood. But do not posit it too violently, lest you climax your rhythm too soon and produce by reaction the opposite of brotherhood. The greatest of the Masters seemed to us to posit no new thing when the war-cloud gathered. We whose knowledge is not infinite tried to serve as physicians, tried to cool the fever that was burning the cells of the Great Man, Humanity. We may be said to have given him mental treatment, to have urged on the curative process.
The astral forms with which we struggled were like germs of disease in the air. From the view-point of the great Master they were no more than infusoria which you could see through a lens. Adjust your view to eternity as well as to time, if you would understand him and help him in his work. But do not regard your own work
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