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The Star in the West

The Star in the West (1907), PDF p. 203

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196 THE STAR IN THE WEST plane , sensation can be other than subjective , i.e. , in the subject, in other words , that subjective creation can outstep its own creator and vice versa . For there is a sense sublime Of something far more deeply interfused , Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns , And the round ocean and the living air , And the blue sky , and in the mind of man ; A motion and a spirit , that impels All thinking things , all objects of all thoughts , And rolls through all things .? To the uninitiated this matter must for the present remain dark , and though at first the neophyte may think that the following solution , which I trust I shall be able in some little way to explain , is but one on a similar footing to that as set forward by those super naturalists who dogmatize concerning credo quia ab surdum , I must bid him now at the very outset re member , that “ except he become as a little child , he can in no way enter into the kingdom of heaven "; and further , becoming as a little child it must be re membered that it is as child - like to grasp at that which alone can be solved “ in the alembic of the heart , and through the athanor of affliction ,” as it is for a child to grasp a loaded gun , wotting not of its subtle machinery . For a man becoming as a child , may , like that child which he has become , play with that loaded weapon , nurse that loaded weapon , go to bed with that loaded weapon , expecting nothing of so in nocent a toy ; and then one day as he presses his fetish fondly to his heart , there is a deafening crash ; and that child who was once a man , flashes up through the golden gates of Paradise , or is hurled headlong | Wordsworth .
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