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The Gods Are But Names For The Forces Of Nature Themselves.

My Observation Of The Universe Convinces Me That There Are Beings Of Intelligence And Power Of A Far Higher Quality Than Anything We Can Conceive Of As Human; That They Are Not Necessarily Based On The Cerebral And Nervous Structures That We Know, And That The One And Only Chance For Mankind To Advance As A Whole Is For Individuals To Make Contact With Such Beings.

It Is A Terrible Error To Let Any Natural Impulse, Physical Or Mental, Stagnate. Crush It Out, If You Will, And Be Done With It; Or Fulfil It, And Get It Out Of The System; But Do Not Allow It To Remain There And Putrefy. The Suppression Of The Normal Sex Instinct, For Example, Is Responsible For A Thousand Ills. In Puritan Countries One Inevitably Finds A Morbid Preoccupation With Sex Coupled With Every Form Of Perversion And Degeneracy.

There Is A Splendour In My Name Hidden And Glorious, As The Sun Of Midnight Is Ever The Son.

The Discovery Of Radioactivity Created A Momentary Chaos In Chemistry And Physics; But It Soon Led To A Fuller Interpretation Of The Old Ideas. It Dispersed Many Difficulties, Harmonized Many Discords, And Yea, More! It Shewed The Substance Of Universe As A Simplicity Of Light And Life, Manners To Compose Atoms, Themselves Capable Of Deeper Self-realization Through Fresh Complexities And Organizations, Each With Its Own Peculiar Powers And Pleasures, Each Pursuing Its Path Through The World Where All Things Are Possible.