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A chapter or two of James Allen’s From Poverty To Power reinforce my earlier thoughts that the mind should never be left empty or idle as it would eventually attract evil thoughts. Thoughts……ah, as James Allen puts it, are silent forces which may become beneficent when rightly directed, and destructive when wrongly employed. Some people of old are known to have always related events to inward thought, associated success or disaster with the thoughts and desires that dominate the person or nation. Hence to consciously deny evil the entrance into our mind becomes desirable. Fear, worry, doubt, disappointment, anxiety, chagrin, lack of faith are examples of inherent belief in the supremacy of evil.
However, just to mentally deny evil is insufficient; it ought to be understood and practiced through self control. In life many undesirable things can and will happen to even to the best of people. The idea then is, when the inevitable happens, instead of wallowing in the bogs of doubts, fear, or anxiety, it is better to focus our thought-forces by cultivating calmness and repose. Go to a quiet place where you can be alone and direct your mind on something in your life that is pleasing and bliss-giving, your anxiety would pass away as a calm and reposeful strength steal into your mind. Once you are on this plain work towards the solution of your problems.
Here is a prose I’d love to share:
Would you scale the highest heaven,
Would you pierce the lowest hell,-
Live in dreams of constant beauty,
Or in basest thinking dwell.
For your thoughts are heven above you,
And your thoughts are hell below;
Bliss is not except in thinking,
Torment nought but thought can know.
Worlds would vanish but for thinking;
Glory is not but in dreams;
And the drama of the ages
From the Thought Eternal streams.
Dignity and shame and sorrow,
Pain and anguish, love and hate
Are but maskings of the mighty
Pulsating Thouhgt that governs Fate.
As the colours of the rainbow
Made the one uncolored beam,
So the universal changes
Make the one eternal dream.
And the dream is all within you,
And the dreamer waited long
For the Morning to awake him
To the living thought and strong.
That shall make the ideal real,
Make to vanish dreams of hell
In the highest, holiest heaven
Where the pure and perfect dwell.
Evil is the thought that thinks it;
Good, the thought that makes it so
Light and darkness, sin and pureness
Likewise out of thinking grow.
Dwell in thought upon the Grandest,
Ant the Grandest you shall see;
Fix your mind upon the Highest,
And the Highest you shall be.
However, just to mentally deny evil is insufficient; it ought to be understood and practiced through self control. In life many undesirable things can and will happen to even to the best of people. The idea then is, when the inevitable happens, instead of wallowing in the bogs of doubts, fear, or anxiety, it is better to focus our thought-forces by cultivating calmness and repose. Go to a quiet place where you can be alone and direct your mind on something in your life that is pleasing and bliss-giving, your anxiety would pass away as a calm and reposeful strength steal into your mind. Once you are on this plain work towards the solution of your problems.
Here is a prose I’d love to share:
Would you scale the highest heaven,
Would you pierce the lowest hell,-
Live in dreams of constant beauty,
Or in basest thinking dwell.
For your thoughts are heven above you,
And your thoughts are hell below;
Bliss is not except in thinking,
Torment nought but thought can know.
Worlds would vanish but for thinking;
Glory is not but in dreams;
And the drama of the ages
From the Thought Eternal streams.
Dignity and shame and sorrow,
Pain and anguish, love and hate
Are but maskings of the mighty
Pulsating Thouhgt that governs Fate.
As the colours of the rainbow
Made the one uncolored beam,
So the universal changes
Make the one eternal dream.
And the dream is all within you,
And the dreamer waited long
For the Morning to awake him
To the living thought and strong.
That shall make the ideal real,
Make to vanish dreams of hell
In the highest, holiest heaven
Where the pure and perfect dwell.
Evil is the thought that thinks it;
Good, the thought that makes it so
Light and darkness, sin and pureness
Likewise out of thinking grow.
Dwell in thought upon the Grandest,
Ant the Grandest you shall see;
Fix your mind upon the Highest,
And the Highest you shall be.
