Just live in it long enough and it will be true. The “Land of Make Believe” is the only real world anyway, and whenever we are supra-human enough in the face of apparently overwhelming conditions to idealize the real, we must come by the very law of ideality itself to realize the ideal.
So while we fast we build for ourselves a new world made beautiful by our own inspired thinking and feeling and we let go of the sober, settled human lines of distress which have seared the brand of poverty, lack and pain into our flesh and our environment.
Like a stag at bay in a jungle way
We turn on our human life;
We will be free or no longer be,
With courage our hearts are rife.
The trophies of Hate and the rags of Fate,
We fling in the face of Time;
We have worn them through, they will not do
For the soul that is born to climb.
A new day is here and we have no fear
Of the path, be it gold or dust;
We have paid the cost for the battles lost
And the spoils belong to us.
We will have and hold till the want grows cold
Our hearts’ divine desire;–
If the sun goes down in a crimson frown,
Let it light our funeral pyre.
This is the unswerving emotional attitude for the initiate and when we fast, magnetizing ourself again and again with the rapture of being alive, the emotional body swings free into the divine law of finer functioning and body, mind and emotion receive the great magnetic, electric, radiant currents flowing through our centers.
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