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Last Letters From The Living Dead Man
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LETTER X
THE CRUCIBLE
April 12, 1917.
Let us
speak a little of this initiation through which the race is passing. Always
the trials precede the attainment.
When these wars are over there will be a new world, for the
souls of men will have been baptized with the fire and the blood. America
must have her part in it. To her also must come the trials and the
attainment. Watch and pray.
Some day I will send you back to commune with the soul of the
Old World—some day we will send you back. It is another Europe you
will find, a Europe tried by fire, and some of it will be fine steel, and
some of it will be clinkers in the furnace, for the fire proves the metal,
and separates the metal from the slag.
From before the war to this day, the
battles of the earth have been enacted also in your soul, the blood and the
fire, the pain and the travail. You too have passed through the fiery
furnace.
Long ago, when you identified your soul with the soul of the
world, you took upon yourself the trials of the world, the initiatory
trials. You also called down upon yourself the weight of your old karma, the
effects of the causes you had set up through the ages. That you are at rest
for a time means only that you have worked yourself free from a little of
the load. Had you not done it now, you would have had to do it in the
future. Rejoice for every trial that brings you nearer to the goal. And this
I say for all men.
If I speak of the world now, instead of
that part only that we call America, it is to identify the part with the
whole. If I speak of you personally, it is to identify you with the whole.
Back in that Europe to which you will go, you will find two
classes, those who have become fine steel, and those who have become refuse.
You will know the one from the other.
They will welcome you back, for you have
passed through the fire with them. They will welcome your country, too, for
it now turns its face to the fire.
Be not discouraged by dismal prophecies. Man does not live by
bread alone. If you have less to eat, your bodies will grow finer. If you
have more to do, your minds and spirits will expand. Few of you work to your
full capacity. The unit of force that is man may generate much energy,
drawing it up from the deeps of himself at the call of need or of will.
Work harder now. Once I told you to rest
more, but the laborers are called to the vineyard. The hour of rest will
come again, when the day draws near its close.
In entering into the war, my country, put away all rancor, and
fight for the right in which there is no rancor. Hate not. The hour for hate
is past. (I say this, knowing that Hate and Fear, the mother of Hate, will
come and challenge your souls.)
I do not hate, and I do not fear, and I shall stay with you
until the day draws to its close. Are you sorry now that you let me speak
again? When fear comes to your house, I will speak to you of courage. When
hate shall menace you, I will turn it into love. I have found the
Philosopher’s Stone that can transmute base metals into gold.
Hate will be turned to love in this land
where the Eagle cries. Listen to the cry of the Eagle. It is a free bird,
and it flies high. Its message has only been hinted at, in the years that
have yet been numbered. The Eagle will teach freedom. They will
listen—across the sea.
America is indeed the melting-pot of nations. I can find no
better figure of speech. The German-American who is loyal to America now,
who hides the tragedy in his heart behind a brave face, may also come
through the furnace fine steel.
I am glad you know that they suffer. Hold the loyal ones in your
heart, with all other loyal Americans. So you will help in the process of
melting. To some of them the tragedy will open the doors of initiation.
Their loyalty to a pledge is a finer trial than the fire of a battlefield.
Those who are loyal must not be made pariahs. Of those who are disloyal I
say nothing, but leave them to the Law.
The initiatory process! It has the earth in
its grasp. There are those whom you love that it has in its grasp, too. They
suffer, as you have suffered. But they shall find peace.
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