Los Angeles herald., 1908-08-02

Thou art in the fourth life-span. To thy period
belong the aesthetic arts, and in these thou
roavst he a master; but thy soul must first be
scourged and purified ere the divine light can
radate upon thy canvas. Concept1on and teen
nique are to art what mind and body are to man.
That better part of each is the soul, the all
pervading spirit of God. Without this thy work
is but a chaos of color With it thou canst
attain unto the glory of the Old Masters. But
thy lust after the things of the flesh must hrst
be nut away Thy sordid, selfish nature must be
laid willing offering, on the altar of Divine
Truth"
Austin gazed at him in establishment.
"My sordid, selfish nature! My lust after the
things of the fesh!" he echoed. Sir, you do not
know I have always kept myself pure.
have sought goodness and truth for their own
sake 1 have nothing in common with the base
materalist. The whole tendency Of my nature
has been to seek that which is lofty and noble"
"Thy ideals indeed are good, in so far as thou
hast the light" Chrisldos returned, no whit
impressed by Austin's Indignation But thou art
as yet STEPPED in ignorance. Thou knowest not
Truth Thou confoundest Truth with Error, and
worshipest that which is not Truth Worst of all
thou knowest not thysef. Thou esteemest unsef
ishness the Queen of Virtues and in all things
thou seekest thine own end. The universe exist
eth only part of thy thought Those ABOUT
thee are but ministers to thy pleasure and tiny
qualification. Thou art indeed unstained by the
world; but thou art thrice stained by thine own
nature Thou hast not sinned in deeds Thou
hast done no work. Therein art thou evil
Goodness itself becomes the minister of the
Powers of Darkness when it wraps a man about
as with mantle so that he shall say 10, l am
holy Thou hast need of something more than
negative goodness.
"'Fearlessness singleness of SOUL the will
Always to strive for wisdom; opened hand
And governed appetites; and pety,
And love of lonely study; humbeness
Uprightness, heed to injure naught which lives,
Truthfulness, slowness unto wrath, MIND
Which lightly letteth go what others prize;
And equanimty and charity
Which spieth no mans faults; and tenderness
Towards all that suffer; contented heart
Fluttered by Desires bearing mild,
Modest and grave, with manhood noby Mixed
With patience, fortitude and purity;
An unrevengeful spirit, never given
To rate itself too Hight
These are the things thou lackest Thou art all
Self, and Self is but poor worm in the dust Go,
bury Self and let the Spirit of the Universe
shine through thee, and thou shalt paint as none
in this age do paint. Thou shit be as prophet
unto thy generation; but thy shell of self-sat1s-
faction must first be crushed. Thou art worthy to
be redeemed, therefore the chastiser's hand Is
raised to smite thee. Thy naughty spirit shall be
humbed in the dust but thou shalt come forth
purified"
Austin had sunk into a chair and sat like one
over whom some unseen Nemesis was lowering.
Chrislios resumed
"Of such as thou it is written in the Katha
\ Upanishad- That man is ignorant, and dies
To live again, until he learn to die
The death that frees from living
For thee that death is not yet but it shall be
hereafter Even in this life-span thou shalt learn
that no object of sense thought exists of itself,
but that the universe without and within is only
transitory expression, a phase of the Divine
Thought Matter and thought are one, and each
is derived from the source of all being Wilt thou
learn a little that thou mayest paint wondrous
pictures and be admired of men, or wilt thou seek
pure wisdom that thou mayest lose myself, thy
very entity in the omnipotent God?"
Before the answer came there was light tap at