To See More Is To Become More.

Over Every Living Thing Which Is To Spring Up, To Grow, To Flower, To Ripen During This Day Say Again The Words: This Is My Body. And Over Every Death-force Which Waits In Readiness To Corrode, To Wither, To Cut Down, Speak Again Your Commanding Words Which Express The Supreme Mystery Of Faith: This Is My Blood.

Since Once Again, O Lord, In The Steppes Of Asia, I Have No Bread, No Wine, No Altar, I Will Raise Myself Above Those Symbols To The Pure Majesty Of Reality, And I Will Offer To You, I, Your Priest, Upon The Altar Of The Entire Earth, The Labor And The Suffering Of The World.

We Are Collaborators In Creation.

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.

By Virtue Of Creation, And Still More The Incarnation, Nothing Here Below Is Profane For Those Who Know How To See.