Speaker 1: Tonight's subject is the man within. The man within is
Jesus Christ. So how will I know that Jesus Christ
really is within me? I hope to write to make
it just as plain and as clear as I possibly can.
I hope I tell you this, because last Monday night
I thought it was Claire. And the next day I'm
very dare afraid of mine called me and tell me
that her pone had been busy all morning. There's so
many who've been coming over the years, were disturbed. It
was not clear to them, something said, simply disturbed, And
she herself was disturbed by an answer I gave to
some question asked after the meeting. I thought I had
made it player for tonight again. I hope I can
make it Claire, how do I know that he is
within me? Or? Here? Let me first turn to a
small little poem of Blake. It's called a Little Boy Lost.
You'll find it in songs of experience. Not love another
as itself, nor venerates another. So nor is it possible
for thought a greater than itself to know? And God,
how can I love you or any of my brothers more?
I love you like a little bird that picks up
crowds around the door, and when the priest heard this,
he went into a rage and took the little boy
by his hair and led him up to the altar's
high and burnding, as he had Mary burned before. Here
it is impossible for men are greater than himself to know.
So if I would know God, and God is greater,
then God has to become me that I may discover
myself as God. There is no possibility of my knowing
greater than myself. Therefore, if the Lord God, who created
the universe, is greater and he wants me to know him,
I can know no greater than myself. Therefore God becomes
as I am, that I may be as He is.
So Paul tells us in his letter to the Galatians,
I have been crucified with Christ. I no longer live.
It is not I but Christ who lives in me
and the life I now live in the flesh. I
live by the faith of the Son of God, who
loved me and became me. He wanted my love, but
I couldn't love something greater than myself, not loves another
as itself. Now I know the so called holy people
of the world will scream like the priests in the
little poem, because they're not honest with themselves. All they
will say, I love my country, so I'll die for
it is to draft me, and I have no choice
in the matter. And I love so and sos all
die for him, and all the pull up, and no
one really looks right into the mirror of his own
mind and is honest with himself. But Blake was not
loves another as itself, nor venerates another soul. Nor is
it possible for thought a greater than itself to know so?
Or Father, you want my love, well, then you've got
to become me, because I don't know you. I can't
know anything greater than myself. So would I know you?
Will then become me, and then let me discover you
as myself. I'm dis covering self. So he plopped and
planned the whole thing. When he became me, he brought
the plane within himself. And then as I discoverself, I
discover it through the plane, and I reveal myself as
he who became me. So this is the mystery of
discovering this in a man. I am crucified with Christ.
It's the past century I have been for that is over. Now.
Anyone who teaches Paul tells us as he said it
in his second letter to Timothy. Anyone, and they're those
who teach that the resurrection is over and passed. They
are upsetting the faith of self. It is not over.
It has started. It's continuing, but it's not over. It's
taking place in all in whom he became, and he
became all for he chose us in himself before the
foundation of the world, and then came the descent. Now
let me illustrate it with a picture of Blake. You
might have seen this. I have it at home. It's
a fifteen by twelve forced not quite fifteen, not buy
twelve unfortun the mine is black and white. Is simply
the ladder of Jacob. While Jacob is lying flat on
his back, eyes closed, head turned to the right, and
resting lightly on his shoulder. But the arms are outstretched
in the fall of across. And here he is stretched
out flat on his back, and then arms stretched out
in the fall of across. Then comes the dream, and
he has the ladder drawn in a circular stirway. The
whole ladder is a circular stairway. Under those descending and ascending,
has told us. In the twentieth chapter of the Book
of Genesis, it is said in one of the ancient manuscripts,
it was the god that God's descending and ascending. But
that's the E. Because the only have three manuscripts, the E,
the J, and the P. The E manuscript has it
the gods ascending and descending. The others have the angels
of God. But call it what you will. The gods
ascending and descending. All the gods descending are bringing something.
One has a basket on its head. I try with
my magnifying glass to see the contents of the basket,
that you could see something in it. But what it
is I do not know, but a wicker basket. One
has a picture on his right shoulder, a beautiful picture
that poles were fluid. It'slike Rebecca at the well, that
beautiful picture. One has a scroll, one has the like
a vold. But each coming down has something, a talent
they're bringing down into this world. But each going up
has a child. Here is a little child on the shoulder,
a child in the arms, a little child being held
by the hand and being laid Each has a child
on the ascent. But all have a talent on the
way down. That is Blake's wonderful picture of Jacob's ladder.
Now here. Let me share with you what was given
to me this past week my friend Bill McGan. He said,
I have found myself. This is only a week ago
that he had this experience. I found myself in a
dream that I was lying at the base of a
huge tree. Above me, up the roadway was an enormous dog,
a big dog, and it was barking at me. But
it was leased to a post, and I said to myself,
I am all right because my friend has him. Then
I looked up and I couldn't see the form, but
here was the outline of a fiery being of light.
And he started down with the door, and the dog
in heat came down. I still could not see the
actual form, but there was an outline of this fiery
being of light. And as he came down there went
past me. Then he unleashed the door and then melted
into me. At that as he melted into me and
became me, then I thought to myself, I must now
get up as fast as I can, and like lightning,
I ran up to the very falkners point and there,
I sayed to myself that the dog started after me.
I am now in the top room, and so I
am safe. The dog came. And as the dog came in,
he came over and licked me on the face. And
then I woke feeling thrilled beyond measure because I knew
it had tremendous significance. Well, Bill, if you haven't read
The Hound of Heaven, do so. Francis Thompson, it's a
very small, tiny little poem. It's considered his best. Some
people think it is the best thing ever written. I don't,
but I think it's perfectly marvelous. It's the hung of Heaven,
which is klim, But the hung of Heaven is God,
It's God himself. He started off in these words. I
fled him down the knights and down the days. I
fled him down the arts of the years. I fled
him down the labyrinthine ways of my own mind, and
in the midst of tears I hid from him under
running laughter. Then the hunt continues as he is running.
And in the very end their voice now is the
hand of Heaven, which is God and speaks to him.
And that our fondest, blindest, weakest I am he whom
thou seekest, thou bravest love from THEE who braveth me.
And that how it ends. It is simply the pursuit
of God. What is he seeking me seeking your love?
For he cannot receive my love that he wants unless
he who had into the love becomes me. For I
am incapable of knowing a thing greater than myself. So
he who is the greater must become me, actually becoming.
If he would have my love, that would satisfy him.
For if God is infun of love, he is a lover,
and a lover without a beloved is unthinkable, so he
needs to beloved. So Vie told I no longer call
you slaves. I call you friends. For a slave does
not know what his master does. So now you are
my friends, he said, For all that I have heard
from my father, I have made known unto you. So
here he becomes as I am, that I may be
as he is. So in the descent he brought me
downe with him, and I went through all the fires,
all the afflictions, all the tears, all of everything. But
I could not begin the ascent until I was born again.
I had to be born from above. Unless you are
born from above, you cannot enter the Kingdom of God.
Then Nikodimus said to him, how is it possible, one
who is old, can he enter a second time into
his mother's womb and be born? And he answered, you
a teacher of Israel, and you do not understand this.
Except you are born from about, you cannot enter the
Kingdom of God. Now he gives him the cue, as
the wind blows where it wills, and you hear the
sound of it, but you do not know when should
come or whither it goes. So it is with everyone
who is born of the spirit. The spirit and the
wind are the same word, both in Hebrew and in Greek.
So he tells us what is going to happen. You're
going to hear it. They will come as a wind,
this fantastic wind and unearthly wind. Then you'll know this
is it. But it is so much a part of you.
You don't know until after the event, when the infant,
and so you take your input out. It's the sign
of your birth from above, where now you discover who
you are. You begin to discover God, for you are God.
But not until God actually fuse is with you and
becomes one with you. So I can say to Bill,
Christ is now your intimate companion of your soul. He's
now within you. And now all that is said of him,
you're going to experience the birth, the resurrection, the discovery
of the fatherhood. All these things will happen in you.
They must, for he is fused with you. And you
saw Caleb the hung of heaven, and he comes over
as a friend. He kisses you, that's what a dog does.
But he lets you on the face. He kisses you,
and he kisses only his friend. So you are told
in scripture. In scripture, but the way it's interpreted that
he died for sinners, he died for his friends. He
died for those that he loved. God is infinitely merciful.
So here man is made a living beam. But he sleeps.
We are told he's dead. But mercy turned death into sleep,
and then the sexes rose to work and weep. But
not until mercy turned death into sleep did the sexes rise.
And they rose to work and to weep until that
birth takes place from within. There's a little poem by Roki,
and it said, behold, old man within the maiden within
you creature, one from a thousand natures, creature, only just one,
but never as yet, Beloved, she hasn't yet brought forth
the child in fulfillment to the prophecy that here the
Lord himself will give you a sign a maiden will
conceive and bear a son, and she should call his
name Immanuel, which is God with us. So you brought him,
brought her fall through a thousand natures, all the horrors
you've gone through, you suddenly discover you haven't yet reedy
turned her into your beloved. For you're told it's the
woman from about that brings this child into beings, and
the woman from below brings in these the garments of
these things that are slave guards. But there is a
woman in man called the Jerusalem from about, and she
brings children into freedom. And the Jerusalem from below is Hagar,
and she brings them into slavey. So here the woman
within you create by the life that you leave. I
thought it so clearly when I saw this angelic bee.
You never saw this beauty in your life. At the
same time I saw this monstrous being one was the
result of all of my misspen energies, all my violence
went right into this monster and all of my ideals
and my faith that I kept when I was faithful
to the vision in time of travel, they all went
into this noble creature. And then came that moment in
time when both confronted me, this beauty beyond measure and
this monster. And when I discovered that the monster was
my own creation, I made a pledge to myself not
to another, a redeemon. If it took me eternity, I redeemon.
And before my eyes he melted, and the energy returned
to me who had misused it. And my energy felt
so great at that moment. At that moment, I never
felt such intensely set power. And this one loathed, she
thought going to be destroyed. She is the maiden within
me who brought forth the child. So every one is
actually this story is told by Rookie. Behold or man
within the maiden within you, creature now or now one
from a thousand natures. Now this is the inner man.
The inner man has powers beyond the wildest dream of
anything on earth. So let me share with you know
another one for a friend of mine who heard a
knight Sharon, and he said it happened to her here
recently she got a new edition of the book called
The Lost and Forgotten Books of the Bible and Eden.
She said, I sat there and began to read from
the beginning. When I got to the thirteenth chapter, the
third through the seven verses, suddenly I went cold. For
here I am reading in her books supposed to be
the Lost Books of the Bible and Eden, and I
am reading an experience of myself that happened to me
when I was fourteen years old. For when I was fourteen,
here I sat at the dinner table with my father, mother,
and sister. My mother had occasion to go to the kitchen.
I could see her through the door open the refrigerator,
and she called from the kitchen to me, and she said, Sharon,
would you like a glass of milk? And I said,
I love it, thank you. I saw for it into
the glass, I saw put the container back, and then
she came in that the moment that she offered me
the milk. At that moment, time stood still. I looked
at my mother and here she is completely unaware of
what is taking place. Not a thing has moved. It's
all frozen. My father, my sister was like a blur.
But everything is frozen. And time stands still, and suddenly
it all began to move. My father was beginning to
choose something when he couldn't and suddenly continued the action.
My mother continued the action. My sister and I jumped
from the table, ran to my bedroom, threw myself on
the bed, and I was not but I could not
stop the tears. I cried and cried and cried. My
parents justified it by saying, well, teenage emotionalism. All little
girls go through it. She's fourteen years old. Boys go
through it. Just a teenage explosion, she said. At the moment,
I thought I was crying for every one in the
world because they didn't understand it. The world is dead,
it's animated by the Lord Jesus Christ who became us,
and in her she is tasting of the powers that
will be hers in the New Age. And so one
moment that it could have been several moments, but all
things continued as though these moments did not stand still,
and to them they did not stand still. Is what
I asked my mother recently about it is no, he is
no memory of that, just an upset, And she asked,
is that similar to your experience of entering into a
place in spirit when everything stood still. I said, yes,
it's identical with that. You tasted of the power of
the age to come. Now Here, he said, as I
read the book, I was so frosen to see that
here recorded in what is called the Lost Books of
the Bible and Eden and experience of my own that
happened when I was fourteen, that I quickly turned the
whole page over and all the pages to the very end,
just to get away from it. And here before my
eyes this is what I read. A cup of milk
was offered to me, and I drank it. A cup
of milk was offered to me, and I drank it
in the sweetness of the night of the Lord. The
son is the cup. He who was milk is the
father Old nineteen of the Odes of Solomon. Then she
underscores the thought there is no escape, No, there isn't.
How would you tell the world that this whole vast
world folly is dead and we descend into it animate it,
or we descend with Christ and we animate it. And
the whole thing goes on and on, and we play
our parts at intervals. As we beginning to awake, we
stop it, we stop a few moments of it to
see the whole thing is dead, and then we become
lost in it once more, and play it again. At
another moment we stop it again, maybe a year later,
maybe ten years later. For I've had these moments scattered
over the years, and it's fantastic. You almost forget that
you did it before, and just all of a sudden
you stop it again to bring back to memory the death.
That is fair. So when Blake speaks of this as
eat eternal, there he knows what he's talking about. That
here it is of the passage through eternal death and
of the awakening through eternal life. So the question that
disturbed the other night was when my friend Jack was
here to night as concerning the one burnt through the wound.
For I quoted from the ninth chapter of Hebrews that
it is given to men to die once. Then comes judgment.
And then we are told for Christ was offered once,
but he shall come a second time, not concerning any sin,
but the save those who are eagerly waiting for him.
His return is when he awakens in us. That's his return,
no being coming from here from without. For if there
be a Christ other than he who is crucified on us,
and who rose and continues to rise in us. He
is a false Christ. There is no other Christ but
the Christ who was crucified on us. He rose in
John Brown, in Mary Smith, in so and so. But
he's rising and he's continued to rise until all are resurrected.
So the reverse is through the resurrection of Christ in us,
as we are told in Peter, Man is born from
about through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the day.
What if you are born from about? Is the resurrection over?
You have to say no that for those who teach
the resurrection is fast and over are upsetting the faith
of suf It took faith, yes, but it is taking
place in every one the world. And when it takes
place in the individual, there is no doubt as to
what happened. He found himself rising within himself. Now here
take the story of Jacob and the Latter. He came
to a place. It was late, and he took a
stone and used it for a pillar, put his head
upon it. Now you think a man took a little stone.
Every night that you go to bed, you put sure
being on that pillow. The skull is that stone on
which you rest night after night. When I lay there
at night, I am on the stone. Then Luvia told
he saw this ladder that was set up from earth
to heaven, with the gods ascending and descending on the ladder,
and the Lord God stood above it. Now it said
stood above it, while the word vancillated above it. Lettley
means it actually means the highest point. For the highest point,
the drama is taking place in me. That final or
that serpentine letder is my own wonderful back. That's how
I go up. So the top of it is my scar.
So when the Lord stood at the top above it,
where is he standing the Lord entered Death's door, my
scar with me when I entered and laid down in
the grave, with me to share with me my visions
of eternity, my dreams until I wake, And when I wake,
I will know who I am. I am he and
I will see the living closed. This stop these things
things here but the garment which I discard. It was
my emanation, But now I discard it as I've begin
now to ascend, and in the ascent I will take
the sign of my work. I'll take the child. So
in that a sense, of Blake all had the child.
Everyone a child, and it pains into the distance. But
you can't paint it in that form with how would
you paint it within a man? So you've got to
use your imagination when you see the wonderful picture. So
you see a man lying sat on his back, and
then you see this wonderful circular stairway, and you think
it's something on the outside. It's all within himself that
the drama is taking place. So this man within is
your own wonderful human imagination. It's the awakening of the imagination.
But if I am incapable of knowing a greater than myself,
and there is a greater than myself, that greater self,
if it desires me to know him, or it it
must become me if I would know him, For it
is impossible for thought a greater than itself to know.
If I cannot know greater than myself. And there is
a greater than myself who desires that I could know
him more, then let him become me, and so he
becomes as I am, that I may be as he is.
So this is our story concerning the inner man. Don't
be concerned about it, don't be frightened. It's the most
fantastic play in the world, the greatest play ever completely misunderstood.
When certain little isms claim that they have all the truth,
truth is an ever increasing illumination. So though I said
in one way I said I only die once, I
am born twice, I am born into this world, and
that I am reborn from above, which allows me to
enter the other age. There are two ages altogether. But
I can use their word die in many ways. Paul
said I die daily, Well, he doesn't mean it in
another sense. For instance, I die daily. I die daily too.
If I change my ideas concerning anything. If an experience
of tonight forces me to change, sometimes only a little way,
but quite awkward, a radical change of the ideas that
I sponsor, well, then am I honest enough to face
the same audience and confess the change. I must be
that honest. If tonight, an expansion and consciousness forces me
to modify or radically change the ideas that I champion. Well, Now,
as I spend and expand, I've got to, for I'm
ever expanding and therefore growing and outgrowing. So Paul said,
I die every day. Blake made this statement that death
is the greatest thing in life. There's nothing like death.
But he said, most people die so late and take
such an unmerciful time in dying. God knows their neighbors
never see them rise from the grave. Well you see
what a different concept he had of death. He had
an enlarge meaning for the word death. He wrote his
own obituary, his epithet, the year before he died, and
this is what he said. William Blake, who was very
much delighted to be with good company, born the twenty
eighth of November seventeen fifty seven in London, and has
died several times since. Well, you read a man's epithet,
and that's what he said. What he was growing from
the time that he became aware that the world was
all imagination. And so one day all these scientists got
around and they were discussing about the vastest of the universe,
this enormous immensity of space, and the speaking of light years,
and he said to them, it's all false. Last evening
I went to the heath and put my finger upon
the sky. You doubt it. I doubt the whole thing
is within you. The whole vast universe is contained within men.
All that I behold, or a pair is without. It
is within in my imagination, of which this world of
mortality is but a shadow, And so he would have
none of it. That God is not a mathematical design,
a diagram. God is your own wonderful human imagination. He
became you that you were actually know the infinity of
his own being, which is your being. For unless he
became what could you do? You could never in eternity,
no more than yourself. Not in eternity, it is impossible
for thought a greater than itself to know. Therefore, if
I cannot know anything greater than myself, and there is
a greater being, and he desires me to know him,
I can't know him unless he becomes me. And so
God becomes as I am, that I may be be
as he is. And therefore from then on its only
self discovery. So people think of discovering God. I'm discovering
only myself. But I will read the story. What did
they say of God? Well, they said he was born differently?
In what way was he born differently? Well, the one
who begot him, who brought him forth, didn't know a man.
And it is said that he conceives of the Holy Spirit.
And then when those came to bear witness to this bird,
they were told a sign would be given them, and
the sign would be a little Dave Rapkin's farming clothes.
That would be a sign. But he was born. That
was the sign of his birth, only a sign. Well,
then all of a sudden it happened, happened to you?
Or what else did he say? He said, thou art,
my son, to day, I have begotten THEE who is speaking,
the Lord God? To whom did he speak to David?
And David recalled it in the second Psalm. I will
tell of the decree of the Lord. He said, unto me,
thou art, my son, to day, I have forgotten Thee.
Then comes and explosion where in your head where the
whole drama takes place, And what happens. Here stands David
and he is calling me father, and I know I
am father, and there's no way to know that I
am God the father or of his own son calling
me father. So he is not compromising his gift. He
gives me his entire being. Now what comes next? He
tells me that he's going to take his own blood
as the sacrifice of his journey, not the blood of another.
And all of a sudden, the veil of your told
is split from the top to the bottom, And that
I find the veil is my own body, as told,
as is Hebrews. And the veil he rent the veil
from top to bottom, and the veil of the temple
was his own flesh. That I find my own body
split in two and parted. I see the blood, living blood,
and I am it. For life is in the blood,
and I am life. And life is an activity of
my imagining. Because I have discovered it, I imagine and
stopped it, and things froze. I released it, and they
continued working. I've froze it again, and they stopped, And
so I fused now with my own blood. I didn't
take a blood of a bull or a goat or
any other blood. I took my own blood. And up
I went in the form of a serpent. And as
Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, so must
the son of Man be lifted up in the same serpent.
I manna. But now I know that happened to the Lord,
for he calls himself the son of Man. But I
am a son of Man, and so up I wait
in that manner, and then we are told of the Lord,
that it was said anyone on whom you see the
dove descends, that of the Holy Spirit, descend and remain
upon him, that he the Lord's annointed, and he will
baptize you with the Holy Spirit. Well they came that
the dove descended in bodily form, which is simply the
form that the Holy Spirit presents, as himself say. And
it remained and smothered me with kisses, so that I
know that the whole drama was unfolding with in me.
They'll go and tell it, tell it to everyone. As
they turned their back upon you, I have made your
foreade like a flit, and so you will keep it
and will not turn back and modify it, because they
will not accept it or understand it. So you keep
going and don't matter. It doesn't matter what they do.
If they are like fleet, I'll make yours even more so.
And so let the whole world faith isn't So it
doesn't really matter. I'm telling you the drama is not
outside of you. The drama is injured. And that goes
for everything in your world. Your business is not on
the outside. Your business affairs is taking place within you.
You can be a success or a failure. It's all
within you. The minuture turn on the outside and think,
he will help me, She will help me. They will
help me. You're lost. Doesn't need anything because he became you,
and he's your own wonderful human imagination. That's who God is.
And so here when the priest took him by the
hair and then took him up and said, what a
fiend have we here? The little boy is not a
little child. It's every person in the world. It's you.
It's me that we come to this conclusion based upondition
and men without vision trying to keep alive the traditions
of his earthly parents. He will call us a fiend,
and if this day allows him to burn us, he'll
burn us. Before there were days when they were allowed
to burn them and call them heretics. But that day
has passed for a moment, only for a moment in
a circle. It come again, and they will take over
and burnen. But those whom God afflicts for secret ends,
he comforts and heals and calls them friends. So the
miniature called a friend. That's important. And so when the
dog came up, the hung of Heaven and kissed him.
He only kissed the friend, and so he's called the prind.
So in him tonight, Christ is his intimate companion, and
he will never leave them, not in eternity. And so
he will lean against this. In time of trouble, he'll
remember this experience. If things go wrong, he'll remember it shouldn't,
but nevertheless it has. Therefore, I'll get back and recognize
the one who loves me, who not only loves me,
but he became thee. He melted into me. He took
off the leash from the hound of Heaven, turned around
and melted into me, and he hasn't left me. And
then the hun of Heaven, who is the Lord himself,
kissed me because he not kissed his son. But when
you read a scripture've got to be so careful because
translation are strange. For instance, here's what I started off tonight.
In the King James version, they will put it in
the present tense. I am crucified with Christ. The real
translations is this I have been crucified. That is found
in the revised standard version. But as we go on,
the King James has a park Claarer expression, and it
is this the same word translated of in Son of
God is the word that comes just before it, which
in the King James version is translated off, but in
the revised stranded version is translated in as faulse or insence.
Let me pullet. I have been crucified with Christ. It
is no longer I who lives, but Christ who lives
in me, and the life I now live in the flesh.
I live by the faith of the Son of God,
who loved me and became me, not my faith in him.
It's all the difference in the world, and the identical
word translated of Son of God is the word that
precedes it. Therefore the King James version gives us the
right translation, not the revised standard. It is not my
faith in God I don't know exists. It is God
who desires me to know of him and to love him.
Therefore it is his faith that sustains the whole when
He becomes me. Now I take on this forgy of
faith and apply it on this level in the world
of Caesar. But I am sustained by his faith, the
faith of the Son of God, who loved me and
gave himself for me. How did he do it? He
became me. He died, he forgot his infinite being, and
took upon himself the form of this slave, the servant.
And then I begin to expand, discovering more and more
of myself, which would be impossible if that greater had
not become me. I hope that is clear, Knight. And
whatever I said in answer to my friend Jack's question
that confused a few of you, I regret it, but
I hope this will made it clearer.