03-26-1963 When you are discussing Blake you are discussing one of the greatest spiritual giants of all time. You might just as well discuss St. Paul, for they had the identical visions, the vision of reality. Tonight we can cover only a portion of his gift to the world. In his “Auguries of Innocence” he says: “To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in…
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6/24/68 This is our final week for a little while, tonight and Friday, and then we’ll be gone for about approximately three months. I do hope that everyone here will have some vision, some evidence that they’ve either brought forth the only important thing in this world or that they have conceived it. For really no matter what man accomplishes in the world it really doesn’t matter if he hasn’t been born from above….
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09-27-1968 A new idea will not become part of your common currency of thought until it has been repeated over and over and you begin to live by it. You have been taught to believe that God exists outside of you, but I say you are all Imagination. That God exists in us and we in him. That our eternal body is the Imagination, and that is God Himself. I mean every word I…
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11-20-1967 William Blake, in his poem “The Four Zoas: a Dream of Nine Nights,” tells of God’s fall into division and his resurrection to unity . . his fall into generation, decay, and death and his resurrection into the unity of the one Father. Associating his poem with the 6th chapter of Ephesians, the 12th verse, he states: “We wrestle not with flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the…
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Radio Talk 2, Station KECA, Los Angeles July, 1951 How many times have we heard someone say, “Oh, it’s only his imagination?” Only his imagination? Man’s imagination is the man himself. No man has too little imagination, but few men have disciplined their imagination. Imagination is itself, indestructible. Therein lies the horror of its misuse. Daily, we pass some stranger on the street and observe him muttering to himself, carrying on an imaginary argument…
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