Friends, thirteen years have become past time since the words of this book were dictated; purposely hath publication been delayed unto the end that statements then made might acquire weight through the coming to pass of many of the predictions to be found within these covers; predictions which at that time were wholly unverified, and were, moreover, regarded by science as chimerical. Prophecy would be impossible in a Godless universe; and were it not that vibration is the law of laws, no mind could come into unison with the Creator or any of His ministers; each living being is minister to the creature immediately inferior. To-day witnesseth the faith of those who have believed in my words swallowed up in knowledge: the predictions have numerously been realized; all will be. So it is that to-day, in the middle of the final year of the century I add
Friends, thirteen years have passed since this book was written. Publication was intentionally delayed so that the statements made could gain credibility as many of the predictions within these pages came true. At the time, these predictions were unverified and considered far-fetched by the scientific community. Prophecy would be impossible in a universe without God. If vibration were not the fundamental law, no mind could align with the Creator or any of His ministers. Each living being serves as a minister to the one immediately below it. Today, those who believed in my words have seen their faith transformed into knowledge as numerous predictions have been realized. All will eventually come to pass. So it is that today, in the middle of the century's final year, I add
THE MIGHTY CAP-STONE:
THE POWERFUL PINNACLE:
The Division of the Way Hath Come; the Midnight Hour of the Cycle Which, More Than Any Other, Formed Life's Great Divide, Hath Struck. When first I dictated for this book there lacked, as it were, yet a few seconds to the closing of the Sixth Day. But now for some seconds hath been fulfilled the initiation of that saying of Him who sitteth upon the throne: "Behold! I make all things new." The Hour hath struck. And now presently "the one overcoming shall inherit all things and I will he his God, and he shall be my son." This is for those who did set their hands to the Plow and their feet to Furrow, and looked not back, while yet the Sixth Cycle was. "But as for the cowards (a halt between two opinions) and the unbelievers (in aught above earthly, finite things) and the abominable, and takers of life, and passion and lust-servers, sorcerers, idolaters and swervers from truth, their portion is the (Great Karma of the World) second death." While the foolish ones were gone to buy oil, the bridegroom came, and they who were prepared entered in with him to the feast, and the door was shut. When the foolish returned the door was not opened unto then. Beloved, remember these words which were spoken by the apostles of the Christ; that they said that in the Last Time before the end of the Age "there will be mockers walking after their own impious lusts (10). These indeed blaspheme what things they do not understand; but that which they know naturally, as do the irrational animals, in these things they are corrupt (19). These are they who separate at the Dividing of the Way, going in the finite direction, not having the Spirit (7), and are placed as an example, to endure the retributive justice of an age-ending fire."
The Dividing of the Way has arrived; the crucial midnight hour that shaped life's greatest divide has struck. When I first wrote for this book, we were moments away from the end of the Sixth Day. But now, for a brief time, we've witnessed the beginning of the prophecy: "Behold! I make all things new." The Hour has come. Soon, "the one who overcomes will inherit all things, and I will be their God, and they will be my child." This is for those who committed themselves fully to the cause during the Sixth Cycle. "But for the cowards (those hesitating between two choices) and the unbelievers (in anything beyond earthly, finite matters), the detestable, murderers, the sexually immoral, sorcerers, idolaters, and all liars, their fate is the second death (the Great Karma of the World)." While the unprepared went to buy oil, the bridegroom arrived, and those who were ready entered with him to the feast, and the door was closed. When the unprepared returned, they were denied entry. Remember, beloved, the words of Christ's apostles, who said that in the Last Time before the Age's end, "there will be mockers following their own ungodly desires. They blaspheme what they don't understand; what they know instinctively, like irrational animals, corrupts them. These are the ones who create divisions, following worldly instincts and lacking the Spirit. They serve as examples, destined to endure the punishment of an age-ending fire."
Many have been my references to America as being Atlantis come again; much hath in a general way been said of the beginning, rise, growth and destruction of that ancient prototype; a hint hath been here and there given, rather by inference than by specific statement, that while America should be peer and even more than Atl, just because she is Atl returned on a higher plane, she must endure the woes as well as retrace her precarnate glories. The penalty visited upon Poseid was the crowning sentence of that Age. Century after century in the majestic march of Time hath passed since the sun looked down upon a wild waste of ocean waters where but a few days before had been the regal Island-Continent. Another cycle hath reached its end, and its last hour hath chimed. All that which is imperfect in the now-closed Sixth Day is come, in stately, measured but inexorable way to face judgment by the standard, Truth. Spot nor blemish can not hope to stand nor continue before it. Neither can aught be amended so as now to escape its karmic penalty, for the seal of its full time is set upon it. "The one acting unjustly, let him be unjust still; and the filthy one, let him be filthy still; and the righteous one, let him righteousness do still, and the holy one, let him be holy still. Lo, I come speedily, and the reward of me is with me, to give back unto each one as the work of him shall be found." The Great Karma unfailingly setteth each evildoer back to the point attained ere the animal forces in riot obtained control over the human. Wherefore those who in the Sixth Cycle lost over their lower selves won no place in the Seventh. In the closing years of the spent cycle one deserted his helpless wife; verily, he really deserted his birthright in the New Age. Another sought, being weak-willed, to drown worries in wine; be but drowned his soul's advanced merits. A wife was faithless to her wedding vows; the Door of the New Time is fast against her. A thief stole, what? His own life's rewards. One there was who deprived another of physical life; he also erased his own name from TO-DAY'S roll-call. One swore to keep a vow, but broke it often; in this New Day, after the grave shall claim his physical being, be shall not again awaken, having lacked will to live. A man was buried with high honors who at merciless cost to his fellowmen enriched his bank account; a gravestone near as costly as pure gold rears above his mortal, aye, and under it is also the dead hopes of resurrection. She sold her body; purchased and purchaser form an unhallowed company in Yesterday's catacombs, whence they shall not emerge to see the light of To-day until, cycles afar hence "death and hell give up" their inhabitants. Such is a brief glimpse into a Closed Record. Turn the page. Another did deeds of love; love and doers thereof live through all the days, forever. One smiled when a smile was heroic and cheered faint souls; one visited the sick and prisoners; one clothed a naked stranger; and one gave half of her last crust, though only to a starving dog. Verily, all these shall receive their reward in the Day now dawning. The bad are not all bad, neither the good wholly good. She who lived a life of shame, yet ever kept hope of better things burning in her inmost heart, and longed for death to release her, since man would not:
Many have likened America to a reborn Atlantis. Much has been said about the ancient civilization's rise and fall, with hints that America, as Atlantis reincarnated on a higher plane, must face both its former glories and its woes. The punishment of Poseidon was the defining moment of that age. Centuries have passed since the sun gazed upon an ocean where once stood the majestic island continent. Another cycle has ended, and its final hour has struck. All imperfections of the now-closed Sixth Day face judgment by the standard of Truth. No flaw can withstand it, nor can anything be amended to escape its karmic penalty, for its time has come. "Let the unjust remain unjust, the filthy remain filthy, the righteous continue in righteousness, and the holy remain holy. Behold, I come quickly, and my reward is with me, to repay each according to their deeds." The Great Karma inevitably resets evildoers to the point before their animal instincts took control. Thus, those who lost control in the Sixth Cycle gained no place in the Seventh. In the cycle's final years, one who abandoned his helpless wife forfeited his place in the New Age. Another, weak-willed, drowned his worries in wine, erasing his soul's progress. An unfaithful wife, a thief, a murderer—all erased their names from TODAY'S roll-call. One who broke vows will not awaken in this New Day after death, lacking the will to live. A man buried with honors, who enriched himself at others' expense, lies beneath a lavish gravestone with his hopes of resurrection. This glimpse into a Closed Record shows that the wicked aren't entirely evil, nor the good wholly virtuous. A woman trapped in a life of shame, yet nurturing hope for better days, longing for death's release when men wouldn't help her:
"Looked beyond the shadow of the late unhallowed years, To the far, far distant upland, where yon glimmering light appears."
I gazed past the dark times of recent memory, To the distant horizon, where a faint light shines.
Verily, she shall be chastened, and made new, in the glory of To-day; but the chastening is a weary ordeal, and slow. As the Great Karma handles her, so handleth it all others, for it is Christ's mercy, which healeth every soul's-hurt.
Indeed, she will be reformed and renewed in the splendor of the present, but this process of correction is a tiresome and gradual journey. As the Great Karma deals with her, so it deals with everyone, for it is Christ's compassion that mends every wounded soul.
During many, centuries prophecy hath looked forward to. the end of the Age as a time of awful woe, and has pictured dread of terminal horror. Am I come to say that all these predictions shall fail? Is the book of the Apocalypse, mere allegory? Would it were! But as the Poseid age was stricken, this one must also be which has just passed. Shall
For centuries, prophecies have foretold the end of the Age as a time of terrible suffering, painting a picture of unimaginable horror. Am I here to say these predictions are wrong? Is the book of Revelation just a metaphor? I wish it were! But just as the Poseid age met its downfall, so too must the age that has just ended. Will
America, the Glorious, together with the rest of the world, meet similar woe? Alas, worse, though not by water but by fire. Shall all be wiped out of existence, leaving a planet in ruins? Unto the end of full obedience and the coming into harmony with divine law shall the lash be applied; words may not portray the scenes. This is the Message of the End of the Age:
America, the magnificent, along with the rest of the world, faces a similar fate. But worse, it will be by fire, not water. Will everything be destroyed, leaving only a ruined planet? Until full obedience is achieved and harmony with divine law is reached, punishment will continue. Words cannot describe the scenes that will unfold. This is the Message of the End of the Age.
"The day of vengeance is in mine heart, and the year of my redeemed is come nigh"-Isaiah. "Behold, the day . . . that burneth as an oven."--Malachi.
"The time for retribution is close to my heart, and the moment to save my people approaches," says Isaiah. "Look, the day is coming that will burn like a furnace," warns Malachi.
The Hour hath struck. And yet in all of this there is no mystery, no supernatural penalty, no capricious infliction by an offended personal God, and nothing of "man's necessity, God's opportunity." It is all of Man's own doing. He hath wandered from the Way, and hath for the God-nature in him, which he should have revered and nourished, substituted worship of Self and of Mammon; hath cast out Love, and placed violence, lust, greed and all the riotous animalism in him in command of his life. Man is his own judge and executioner. Man is the type and the universe is the print; Nature patterns after Man, not Man after Nature. He, a being, of free-will, hath brought all coming woes of judgment to be inevitable; he must endure; as he hath sown, so must he reap. O Man, forgetter of Love, of Mercy, of Right; breeder of Hate, of Cruelty, and of the inhumanity that hath and still doth make countless millions mourn, is it possible that thou hast been blind to the handwriting on the wall? Alas, yes, thou hast! Rampant is the Spirit of selfishness, of greed, of merciless gain; its hand guides the trains and steamers, clicks the telegraph keys, operates the telephone and cables, makes a mockery of free speech, shackles the press so that it dares to utter only that which cannot offend its master; every human enterprise, all national policies and international comities, all things, even the churches, are willing vassals to this fiend, SELF. What then? Ruin is on all sides, the human race and all lower creatures its victims. Masons at work on a high wan shout as a brick falls: "Stand from under!"
The time has come. There's no mystery here, no supernatural punishment or capricious act by an offended God. This isn't about divine intervention in human affairs. It's all our own doing. We've strayed from the path, replacing our innate divine nature with self-worship and materialism. We've cast out love and let violence, lust, greed, and unbridled animal instincts take control of our lives. We are our own judges and executioners. Humanity is the blueprint, and the universe follows our lead. We, as beings with free will, have made future hardships inevitable. We must face the consequences of our actions. Oh, humanity! We've forgotten love, mercy, and justice. We've bred hate, cruelty, and oppression that have caused countless to suffer. Have we been blind to the warning signs? Sadly, yes. Selfishness, greed, and ruthless profit-seeking run rampant. This mindset drives our trains and ships, controls our communication networks, mocks free speech, and restricts the press to only inoffensive content. Every human endeavor, all national and international policies, even our religious institutions, bow to this demon of SELF-INTEREST. What's the result? Destruction surrounds us, with humanity and all other creatures as its victims. Like masons working on a high wall shouting "Watch out below!" as a brick falls, we too must heed the warning.
Aye, stand from under! A world is falling! Pile no higher the racial and individual misdeeds now biding expiation; weary enough the awful reckoning of the Great Karma without additions to its terrible length that even now stretches ahead, a seeming eternity. Frenzied millions of men and women, boys and girls, no longer free save in name, are menaced with starvation. Hungry, cold, half-clad, shelterless only too often, denied the chance to work, however willing they may be, corporation-owned machinery their competitor; and trust-ridden, sleeping or waking. This inhuman picture is the rule, not the exception. Thou knowest this full well. I state nothing new in this regard, and the awful facts are under drawn instead of exaggerated. All of this, although in far, far less degree, has been so at the ending of every age, was so in Poseid and is therefore now repeated. But it can never be so again after this, for HERE THE WAY DIVIDES. Poseid survived; so also shall they of the Sixth Age. In the full time by fire the Reaper shall reap, and no place be found for physical safety by the unchanged of heart. But the time of it shall be foreshortened, else no flesh could remain alive. Stand from under! The roar of armed hosts must succeed the thunderous mutterings of the times. No more is there any chance to prevent the coming retribution (albeit it may seem unduly deferred), for the causes have had their way. Too late is it to even modify the result of the misguidance of that Spirit whose hand sways the helm. A short but sharp conflict, Sanguinary past belief, even now reddens on the horizon. The trained armies, millions of men active or in reserve, that are now engaged in conquest, fevered with war, will but little longer, comparatively, submit to having themselves and loved ones ground under the heel and strangled by the hand of that organized thing, Capital, which, itself merely the natural fruit of selfishness, none the less is a riotous animal principle, compelling the few to be masters of the many, denying the God-born declaration that all men are created free and equal, and warping it to seem a giant lie. Soon millions of trained soldiers will turn upon the visible representatives, the wealthy and worldly prosperous, who in reality are not more responsible than will be their assailants, of that Relentless Force behind all human enterprise. Later they will break up into lawless bands bent on satisfying Ishmaelitish tendencies, each self-server's hand weaponed against his fellow creatures. Then will the pentup hate, the savagery and selfishness begotten by ages of selfishness ruled by unbridled animalism break in a storm such as the world hath never yet seen, no, not during all the ages I scan, ages forgotten for untold thousands of years. That loveless conflict will initiate that which, Nature completing, will leave living but one where now are many. Hard and fast after the human conflict will come pestilences unparalleled, sweeping the wide earth over, for in that day none will pause to bury the slain until the evil is wrought, nor then, for the dead of the plagues will be as thousands for every one by violence. And all this because the love that should grace and soften men's hearts, each for all and all for each, dried up and became a mockery in the close of the ended cycle, leaving but scattered oases, few and far between. Nature follows Man. Wherefore the waters of Earth will dry out, rains be withheld, cyclones sweep, and an earthquake come such as was not since a man was on the earth; aye, I am mindful of Poseid! But all of this will occur only through natural causes, and in consonance with the selfishness, lust, greed, anger and general depravity of the Type. As these blaze in the human breast, so shall the air, dry and vaporless under brazen skies, develop solar heats more fierce than history ever knew. A parched earth, furnace-like, Piling all flesh mountains high; pestilences stalking unchecked. O ye! Blind to the Handwriting on the wall, which flickers Still, though writ for a spent cycle. Turn now and read, while yet the last midnight stroke reverberates.
A world is crumbling! Let's not add to the mounting racial and individual transgressions awaiting judgment. The Great Karma's terrible reckoning is already long enough without further additions that stretch into a seeming eternity. Millions of people, no longer truly free, face starvation. They're hungry, cold, often homeless, and denied work opportunities. Corporate-owned machinery competes with them, while trusts control their lives. This grim reality is now the norm, not the exception. You know this well. I'm not exaggerating; if anything, I'm understating the awful facts. This has happened to a lesser degree at the end of every age, including in Poseid, and is now repeating. But it will never happen again after this, for HERE THE WAY DIVIDES. Poseid survived, and so will those of the Sixth Age. In due time, fire will reap, and those unchanged in heart will find no physical safety. But this time will be shortened, or no one would survive. Take cover! The roar of armies will follow the current unrest. It's too late to prevent the coming retribution, as the causes have run their course. A brief but incredibly bloody conflict looms on the horizon. Millions of soldiers, currently engaged in conquest and fevered with war, will soon revolt against the wealthy, who represent the organized force of Capital. This natural result of selfishness has allowed the few to dominate the many, denying the God-given declaration that all are created equal. These soldiers will later splinter into lawless bands, each person armed against their fellow humans. Centuries of unchecked selfishness and animalism will unleash a storm of hate and savagery unlike any in recorded history. This loveless conflict will trigger unprecedented pestilences, sweeping across the globe. Many will die, with thousands falling to disease for every one killed by violence. All this because love, which should soften people's hearts, has dried up, leaving only scattered oases. Nature follows Man. Earth's waters will dry up, rains will cease, cyclones will rage, and an earthquake will strike unlike any since humans first walked the earth. This will occur through natural causes, in line with humanity's selfishness, lust, greed, anger, and depravity. As these blaze in human hearts, the air will become dry and hot under brazen skies. A parched, furnace-like earth will pile flesh mountain-high, while unchecked pestilences stalk the land. Oh, you who are blind to the writing on the wall, which still flickers though written for a spent cycle. Turn now and read, while the last stroke of midnight still echoes.
The disciples asked the Great Master, saying: "Teacher, when will these things be?" And He said: ". . . When you see surrounded by encampments the Jerusalem, then you may know that has come near the desolation . . . For days of vengeance these axe, to be fulfilled of all the judgments."
The disciples asked their teacher, "When will these events occur?" He replied, "When you see Jerusalem surrounded by enemy camps, you'll know its destruction is near. These will be days of retribution, when all the prophecies will be fulfilled."
Friends, know ye the meaning of the name Jerusalem? That it meaneth "Vision of Peace?" Verily, so it doth. One by one during the years all the signs of the end of the Age but one were fulfilled; but these were "only the beginning of sorrows," for still the Spirit of Liberty abode here and there in the breasts of lovers of their fellowmen. That Spirit wrapped itself in the glorious folds of the Stars and Stripes and proclaimed the imperishable declaration, of human equality, granting unto all that freedom which Americans for themselves demanded. But now the "Vision of Peace" is finally encompassed by armies, the last gap being filled with blue-coated soldiers forcing Mammon's commercial shackles upon alien peoples in tropical islands. Ah, the Starry Flag droops mourn fully low above the freedom-birthright sold for a mess of pottage. My People, O my People! As ye have sown, so must ye reap. The Vision of Spiritual Peace is wholly clouded by the dust of armed camps, and no gap is left unobscured. "Then shall the end come." A Son hath continually called from on High:
Friends, do you know what Jerusalem means? It means "Vision of Peace." Over the years, all signs of the end times were fulfilled except one. These were "only the beginning of sorrows," as the Spirit of Liberty still lived in the hearts of those who cared for their fellow humans. This Spirit, wrapped in the American flag, declared human equality and granted freedom to all, just as Americans demanded for themselves. But now, the "Vision of Peace" is surrounded by armies, with the last gap filled by blue-coated soldiers forcing commercial control on foreign peoples in tropical islands. The American flag hangs low, mourning the loss of freedom sold for short-term gain. My people, you must face the consequences of your actions. The Vision of Spiritual Peace is now completely obscured by the dust of military camps, leaving no space uncovered. "Then shall the end come." A heavenly voice has been calling out:
"Stand from under! Get into the shelter of that Cross."
"Get out of the way! Take cover behind that Cross."
In all the expiatory time must indeed those who thought no wrong suffer? Ah, thought no wrong. In every life, whether theist's, atheist's or merely one ignorant of any doctrine of belief, there comes a time when the inward Spirit beseeches the soul to go up higher. It pleads again and again and yet again so -long as faintest hope remains. Omission too, hath its penalty: "How shall we escape if we neglect so great salvation?" echoed throughout the past Age. Fire burns a babe's fingers as badly as it does an adult's. There were and are those who lived and live the Cross. These shall not suffer, not even though bodily death overtake them; they have no Karma to expiate.
In the journey of atonement, must those who meant no harm still suffer? Indeed, even those who believed they were blameless. In every life—whether one is religious, atheistic, or simply unaware of any belief system—there comes a moment when the inner spirit urges the soul to grow. It pleads repeatedly, as long as the faintest hope remains. Neglect, too, has its consequences: "How can we escape if we ignore such great salvation?" This question echoed throughout the past era. Fire burns a child's fingers just as severely as an adult's. There were and are those who fully embodied the teachings of the Cross. These individuals will not suffer, even if physical death overtakes them; they have no karmic debt to repay.
What is the Cross? What is Christ? I have said, long ago, but I will re-state it: the Divine stream of Life, the Indefinable God, that is, the long arm of the Living Cross. Directed, purposed Human Will is the short arm. This will power is our call upon His Name that is never denied. Jesus, the Man of Nazareth, gave us pattern. He sacrificed self for us. He said: "Follow me." Also: "If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross and follow me." This self is the lower self; it is the animal. All animals are in man concreted. No hyena is so treacherous, no tiger so ferocious, no hog so brutish, no weasel so destructive; no animal creature of any sort is so perfect in its own peculiar nature as is the man who suffers any or all of these animal characteristics within him to run riot; and this is because his human soul is enslaved to the animal. Animal is only force undirected, whether it exist in a body or not. Directed, guided by will, it ceaseth to be animal. But in yielding to that guidance it must give up its free lawlessness, something never pleasant and often painful. It is sacrifice, always. Its symbol is the Cross. He sacrificed self for us on this same cross of the Causeless, Divine Stream which containeth all things and floweth no man knoweth whence nor whither. I would not minimize Calvary; it is very, very real and the one great fact forever! "Follow me." On that same Cross, day by day, aye, moment by moment, employing our wills, as He directed, that we may grow unto His likeness, we also, following, must sacrifice self,
What is the Cross? What is Christ? I've said it before, but I'll restate: the Divine stream of Life, the Indefinable God, is the long arm of the Living Cross. The short arm is directed, purposeful Human Will. This willpower is our call upon His Name, which is never denied. Jesus of Nazareth gave us a pattern. He sacrificed himself for us and said, "Follow me." He also said, "If anyone wants to come after me, let him deny himself, take up his cross, and follow me." This "self" is the lower self—the animal within. All animal traits are concentrated in humans. No hyena is as treacherous, no tiger as ferocious, no hog as brutish, no weasel as destructive; no animal is as perfect in its nature as a person who allows these animal characteristics to run wild. This happens because the human soul becomes enslaved to the animal. The animal is simply undirected force, whether in a physical body or not. When directed by will, it ceases to be animal. But in yielding to guidance, it must give up its lawlessness—something never pleasant and often painful. This is always a sacrifice, symbolized by the Cross. He sacrificed himself for us on this same cross of the Causeless, Divine Stream that contains all things and flows from and to unknown places. I don't want to diminish Calvary; it's very real and the one great eternal fact! "Follow me." On that same Cross, day by day, moment by moment, we must use our wills as He directed. This allows us to grow in His likeness. We too, in following, must sacrifice ourselves.