My Own Life In India, Since I

The Sunlight Ranges Over The Universe, And At Incarnation We Step Out Of It Into The Twilight Of The Body, And See But Dimly During The Period Of Our Incarceration; At Death We Step Out Of The Prison Again Into The Sunlight, And Are Nearer To The Reality.

In A Deep Metaphysical Sense, All That Is Conditioned Is Illusory. All Phenomena Are Literally 'appearances,' The Outer Masks In Which The One Reality Shows Itself Forth In Our Changing Universe. The More 'material' And Solid The Appearance, The Further Is It From Reality, And Therefore The More Illusory It Is.

Science Regards Man As An Aggregation Of Atoms Temporarily United By A Mysterious Force Called The Life-principle. To The Materialist, The Only Difference Between A Living And A Dead Body Is That In The One Case That Force Is Active, In The Other Latent.

The Soul Grows By Reincarnation In Bodies Provided By Nature, More Complex, More Powerful, As The Soul Unfolds Greater And Greater Faculties. And So The Soul Climbs Upward Into The Light Eternal. And There Is No Fear For Any Child Of Man, For Inevitably He Climbs Towards God.

Death Is But An Aspect Of Life, And The Destruction Of One Material Form Is But A Prelude To Building Up Of Another.