The Archive · 1925

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was psychic rather than mate I made sure of telepathy by persond experiment. It shook. the whole fabric of my philosophy and enlarged my ideas of the possible.

Gradually I was drawn into] psychic investigation and reading. The latter affected me much. 1 merely the Catholic Church "have e Intolerance waa a- tata Jodge" Edmonds Crooks, ways abhorrent to me. It had so Wallace, an much to attract in its tradition and see that the facts were against me, and that there was an alternative its beauty that I could not conceive to my former views. I saw that myself turning from it to any other the brain might be something which form of Christian orthodoxy.

'My real quarrel w: with that is acted upon rather than something' which acts, and that its disorganizascheme which was common to all churches, involving as it does the tion by accident or by drugs might Prevent such action, as the broken assumption that man was born with fiddle prevents the efforts of the 'a hereditary stain upon him, that this stain for which he was not musician.

T read and id. The opponents personally responsible had to be atoned for, and that the Creator of of psychic thing all things was compelled to make Huxleys and Kelvins, were ready to admit that they had blood sacrifice of His own innocent Son in order to neutralise this not found time to study the matter. On the other hand, the advocates mysterious curse.

T remember of spirit had studied it deeply, and vading the phra: spoke of what they had seen.' But, nightmare" applied to such a system, and it' then the phenomena were so child-echoed my own thought. It seemed ish, the messages 0 futild—how to me that no heathen tribe had could I accept them as being from another world? ever conceived ¢o grotesque an ide and T turned away from such Slowly—too slowly—my _know-edge expanded. I was hampered creed and wandered into, a dark ness which was only dimly always by preconceived prejudice. Gradually one or two facts emerged.

own God-given reason.

"There followed my years of One was that these phenomena apagnosticism.

T remained a firm be-peared trivial, because I did not} Heyer in God, for I clearly appreciate their object. A knock at} order in the' universe, and the (the door is in itself tri I. But it draws attention to the person knock-existence of order postulates a cei ing,, and that may not be trivial. tral Intelligence. That supreme What were these rappings says Intelligence was my God. But else T rejected. As to the survival Knockings at the door of our intetof the individual soul, it seemed to ligence? They were signals to me that all the argument was! rage our attention. agai not "Then as to the character of some tit Did this coul obviously spring from the brain? of the messages, if death traly An accident to the brain would made no change at all in the in-affect it and possibly turn a saint dividual, as was asserted by the My medical know-, Spiritualists, then as the average me of the fact. man or woman is of no very ad-"Alcohol and many drags seem ved vanced intelligence, was it not influence the soul, making the reasonable that the average message individual quarrelsome, kindly, or should be superficial? One by one alted. Was it not clear, then, my difficulties disappeared, while!

mind sprang from matter? the personal evidence grew ever could it survive when matter, Songer.

dissolved into its chemical But it was only in the war tim?

The argument seemed final, j—early in 1916 to be exaet—that my gd. 1 was left with no. hope-and case was complete, and that I was ud particular desire. It was a sure, Then the enormous import-'Valley of gloom, with-death: and-extance of it overwhelmed my mind. Hnction waiting at the-end'here! The whole world was crying out, See netiine tar vletnreononriaert "Where are our dead?" "Where self-respect as an. acting re-are those grand young fellows' who senly yesterday were #0 full of life

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