The Kingdom of the Invisible E-Book

Mary Platt Parmele

• Herausgeber: Andura Publishing
• Kategorie: Ratgeber
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

Beschreibung

Experience the life-changing power of Mary Platt Parmele with this unforgettable book.

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The Kingdom of the Invisible

Mary Platt Parmele

A PAPER READ BEFORE THE

WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON CLUB

DECEMBER EIGHTEENTH

NINETEEN HUNDRED AND ONE

WHEN the soul of man was placed upon a fair young earth to work out the des­tiny of a human race, it was an ex­periment attended with much dan­ger, and we are told by Milton, the veracious chronicler of this event, was watched with many forebodings by the Heavenly Host. If arch­angels had fallen into such an abyss out of heaven, what might be the fate of man—lower even than the angels—upon that insignificant, un­protected ball circling about the sun! The tree of knowledge must be care­fully guarded, and its fruit doled out in infinitesimal morsels, for this child of earth must not suspect the magni­tude of his inheritance, nor dream of the vast forces and opportunities lying all about him. The windows of his soul must be thickly curtained, es­pecially that one, the highest of all— the watch-tower—which looks out upon infinity.

So, while the house prepared for this Infant of Days was a marvel of ingenuity and of adapta­tion to his needs, it was only a beauti­fully constructed prison, designed to screen him from the universe, not to reveal it. Instead of having windows on all sides, giving ample opportunity to look out upon the fair creation of which he was a part, there were only five little openings—mere crevices— through which there struggled and flickered pulsating streams which he came to know as sensations. A won­derful network of filaments, which we should now call telephonic, con­nected each of these receivers at the windows with the soul within, and gave report of what they saw, heard and felt, and consciousness fed eager­ly upon these nourishing streams, and grew apace; and the royal infant in the house of clay found it very pleas­ant, was content, and never suspected that he was a prisoner at all.

Then, with a capacity for omni­science which was Godlike, he began to piece together the poor little meager fragments of truth which pene­trated his prison-house, and to con­struct a system of knowledge. An appetite was awakened transcending anything he had before experienced— an appetite to know, to understand ; and then as he found that with in­crease of knowledge there came also increase of power—that, in fact, knowledge was power—the hunger became a craving, and he grew im­patient at the smallness of the windows.

The one called Sight, the most far-reaching—the only one, in fact, which penetrated beyond the con­fines of his earthly abode—was the narrowest of all—only one little oc­tave of space. Whereas, its near neighbor, which admitted what was called Sound, measured eleven oc­taves, seven of which delighted his soul with music!

But he had found that “ things seen are mightier than things heard,’’ so he set about the task of artifici­ally enlarging the capacity of this window ; and lo! where had been, as he believed, nothing, he found form, color and rushing activities. A drop of water was teeming with life like an ocean, and the stars were doubled in number!