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The End Of The World: The Wholesale Internal Introversion Upon Itself Of The Noosphere, Which Has Simultaneously Reached The Uttermost Limit Of Its Complexity And Its Centrality . . . The Overthrow Of Equilibrium, Detaching The Mind, Furfilled At Last, From Its Material Matrix, So That It Will Henceforth Rest With All Its Weight On God-omega . . . Critical Point Simultaneously Of Emergence And Emersion, Of Maturation And Evasion.

There Is Almost A Sensual Longing For Communion With Others Who Have A Large Vision. The Immense Fulfillment Of The Friendship Between Those Engaged In Furthering The Evolution Of Consciousness Has A Quality Impossible To Describe.

From The Aspect Of Energy, Renewed By Radio-active Phenomena, Material Corpuscles May Now Be Treated As Transient Reservoirs Of Concentrated Power. Though Never Found In A State Of Purity, But Always More Or Less Granulated (even In Light) Energy Nowadays Represents For Science The Most Primitive Form Of Universal Stuff.

In The Final Analysis, The Questions Of Why Bad Things Happen To Good People Transmutes Itself Into Some Very Different Questions, No Longer Asking Why Something Happened, But Asking How We Will Respond, What We Intend To Do Now That It Happened.

The Idea Is That Of The Earth Not Only Becoming Covered With Myriad Grains Of Thought, But Becoming Enclosed In A Single Thinking Envelope So As To Form, Functionally, No More Than A Single Vast Grain Of Thought On The Sidereal Scale, The Plurality Of Individual Reflections Grouping Themselves Together And Reinforcing One Another In The Act Of A Single Unanimous Reflection...a New Domain Of Psychical Expansion- That Is What We Lack. And It Is Staring Us In The Face If We Would Only Raise Our Heads To Look At It.