Falsehood Is Prophetic - Neville Goddard (01-08-1965) | Full Reading + Commentary

Neville Goddard, 1965 lectures. Falsehood is prophetic January 8, 1965. Falsehood is prophetic. If there is evidence for a thing, does it really matter what others think or wish about the matter? If I could present the evidence that a lie, if persisted in, will become a fact. This is based upon the simple, simple claim that imagining creates reality. So you could dream this night not based upon fact, not based upon anything in the world, not based upon anything the world will tell you, just based purely upon a wish. And if you can succeed in persuading yourself of the reality of the state imagined, I tell you from experience, it will become a fact. That's why I claim falsehood is prophetic. Many of us find the greatest force in the world by dint of fumbling. But because it's not what we expected, we discard it. The greatest force in the world is called in Scripture, Jesus Christ. Paul declares. Excuse me. Paul describes Christ as the power of God and the wisdom of God. First Corinthians 1:24. Now, here a man by the name. By the name of Douglas Fawcett. He said the greatest secret in the world is the great secret of imagining. He said, it's the greatest of all problems to the solution of which every mystic aspires. Because if you really discover its secret, you will find supreme power, supreme wisdom, supreme delight. That is the order in which he places it. This is the same order in which Paul places Jesus Christ. Christ is the power of God and the wisdom of God. But man thinks of Christ as something coming from without, in human form other than himself. And so when he finds this power or something stumbles upon it, he can't quite recognize. This is the power of which Paul spoke. It didn't come clothed in human form as something other than himself. And so he can't quite recognize it. Now let me share with you a story taken from William Butler Yeats in his Essays of Ideas of Good and Evil. There are two personal stories. He swears to the truth of the two stories. And then he tells a third story, which I think many of you must have read. But the first story is this. He said, I was spending a little while in Paris. I was staying with some friends in Paris. I got up one morning quite early on Sunday morning, came downstairs. And as I came downstairs, I was telling myself one of these. Excuse me. One of those silly, stupid stories that man tells only to himself. That if something had happened that didn't happen, I could have hurt my arm. So I imagined myself with an arm and a sling as I Passed by, I saw the maid clearing the table for breakfast. I greeted her. I went through the door to get the morning paper. And when I came back, my host and hostess met me in the door and inquired about my injured arm. They said the maid had told them that I had my arm in its sling. Well, they saw that my arm is not in a sling either. I had my papers in one and the other free. Then I explained to them what had happened. I had a cast. I had cast a spell upon that maid so vividly that she saw me as I saw myself. I had imagined myself with a broken or in an injured arm. And so vividly did I assume it As I walked by, just looking at her, she saw me with more than the mind's eye. She saw it as something that was real. Luckily for him, because we are always reaping what we sow, he planted a seed of self injury. Had he not been reminded of his own stupid planting, he would have reaped it in the not distant future. But he would not have remembered that he planted it. We see our harvest and we do not recognize our own harvest all the time. He would have stepped down upon some banana peel or some other thing and injured the arm. But he would have never have related it to something he had done in his imagination. But this happened so quickly, all within a matter of hours. He came down, he saw the maid. He imagined himself with the injured arm. She saw him as he saw himself. Told it to his host and hostess. So when he returned, he could be reminded of a stupid, stupid thing that he had done and therefore be ridiculed. Excuse me. And therefore he ridiculed it by bringing it to light and discussing it. Now, did he realize that very powerful that he set in motion that could do this to a maid? Was Christ, or was William Butler Yeats still looking for a personal Christ outside of himself? I don't think he was looking for something outside of himself. He was one of those wise, wonderful Irishmen, like the AES, altogether different people, the mystics of the world. And I'm quite sure he found in that experience Jesus Christ as his own wonderful human imagination. When he finds him in really the true sense of the word, he's going to find himself. You will never find him saved. You find him through the symbolism. And so, just as he was born, Yeats is going to discover he was born. And just as he discovers the fatherhood of God, he, Yeats, will discover it. And just as he discovered the ascent of the serpent in the wilderness, he will discover it and Just as the Holy Spirit descended upon him in bodily form in the form of a dove. Yeats will discover it. He will know who Christ really is. Christ is his own wonderful human imagination. It doesn't take much. You don't have to go through all the mystical experiences. You can right now take it for granted that Jesus Christ is your own wonderful. Your own wonderful human imagination. And when you use it, you're creating constantly, constantly, unwittingly creating. That's Christ in action all the livelong day. Now, this is what he said. Just about the same time one afternoon, just after this thing happened to me, I thought intently about a fellow student. I wanted to deliver a message to him, but I hesitated to put it in the form of a letter. Then two days after, after I intently thought of my fellow student, a letter came from hundreds of miles away from that student. He said in his letter to me that I suddenly appeared in a hotel among many, many people. He approached me, and I seemed to be in bodily form. I seemed as solidly real as I've ever been to anyone. He asked me to leave and return later when the people had departed that night after midnight, I returned and gave him the message. Which message? He enclosed in his letter to me the identical message I intended to give him. Now, he said, I have no conscious knowledge of that visit, but none. I do remember the incident of the injured arm that was brought forward so vividly. I could relate it to what I had done. But this. I have no conscious knowledge whatsoever. I'm going there into the hotel among numberless people, and then returning after midnight to be seen by the man and deliver a message that he could actually write on paper which I have in my possession. I have his letter giving me the message that he said he received from me. I have no knowledge of that. I can't tell you. And it's overwhelming my brain how many times people have come up to me and literally carrying a piece of paper written on a pad like this. It's my writing all over that paper. And it is when I did a numerology breakdown for them and having described their biggest challenge and what I said to them, and they come back and they show me the paper and they repeat what I said and how that changed their life, et cetera. And I am, like, looking at them going, I have no conscious memory whatsoever of that incident. A lot I do remember, don't get me wrong. But I've done it so many times, thousands of times. I never keep the paper. I never keep the information. When I used to do the numerology. I just give it to the person because it's their information. That's the way I was able to detach. That's why I like that form of divination, if you want to call it that. But he said to me, to show you. But he said to show you that others also thought as I think I will now tell you one more of my own personal experiences. Although I could tell you things that would startle the imagination. But I will now quote, said he, the Story of the Gypsy Scholar by Joseph Vandal. And he quotes the story of the gypsy scholar that inspired Matthew Arnold to write his poem about the gypsy scholar. And this is the story. There was a lad at Oxford University, but poverty drove him to stop his studies. And then the pressure grew more and more intense because he had to live. And so he joined a band of gypsies, a group of gypsies. One day, by chance, two passed by and they recognized him. And he recognized them. They were friends of his at Oxford. By a sign, he asked them not to identify him in the midst of the gypsies. Then he went to one of them and said to this one, take your friend to an inn and I will join you shortly. Which he did. They inquired. They asked him, why, what is this all about that you, an Oxford student, living with this stupid group of people? Well, he explained to them the reason why the necessity was so great that he had to leave Oxford because of his poverty. But they were not the imposter. But they were. Excuse me, but they are not the imposters that you think they are. They have a peculiar tradition of learning which they have taught me, and I have acquired all of it. And I've added to what they have given to me beyond what they themselves can give. It's all about the power of imagination. Now, I will tell you best by demonstrating it to you. I will leave you for a while, and when I return, I will tell you what you discussed in my absence, which he did. I remember the story. Very cool. He explained in detail all that they had discussed in his absence. Well, they were flabbergasted, and they asked, how did you do it? He said, I did it by the power of imagination. My fantasy led yours. You had no choice in the matter. My fantasy led yours. You had no choice. That's exactly how it works. If you're not using your imagination, someone else is. I determined in detail what you would discuss. So you had no choice whatsoever? Yes. You can do this right now. For any friend, when we go into the silence today, this, depending on how he wraps this up, we're going to use this. I learned from them that there's a certain warrantable means by which you can heighten the imagination and bend another's and they have to echo what you do. Now he said to them, when I have learned. When I have learned all that I can from them, I will leave them and give it to the world. Now, this man by the Encyclopedia Britannica lived in the 17th century. He died in 1680, I think it was. But I wonder where the book is that he gave to the world. I wish he had written the book because this is supposed to be a true story. The complete control of your own imagination influences the behavior of everyone that you encounter in this world. That everyone only acts and reflects what you are doing within yourself. Oh boy. That's one thing. Seth said constantly that the truth, whether Seth the teacher himself was dictating through Jane and Rob was taking the notes and verbatim writing it all down and producing the Seth books and all the other books, whether it be that form or whether it be in the form of Neville Goddard, born in 1905-1972. He's doing all of his lecturing, whether it be in the form of what? Did someone just mention a book? Somebody just mentioned in the comments, a book by Carlos Castaneda. There's also books by so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so all throughout history, constantly. This truth is never buried is what Seth said all the time. This truth is always available. It's never buried. You can never think like a victim and think that you weren't taught it for a special reason or it was hidden from you. No, it's always been available throughout all time. It is now and it will forever will be Now. I'll go back to the second story where he appeared. And he was not aware that he had appeared. But there was the evidence. The letter was the evidence. That was what he had intended to tell this student. The letter came 48 hours later from hundreds of miles away, telling him that he appeared seemingly in the flesh. And he spoke because he delivered the message. He returned a second time within within an interval of hours after midnight and made this wonderful statement. Well, many years ago in New York City, a very dear friend of mine, an old, old lady, she was a darling. Her name was Alice Bentley. We called her Ali Ben. She was a strange, weird creature, a friend of Gurdjieff Ouspensky. That entire crowd were intimates of Ali Ben. In fact, they rented her studio in Carnegie hall, which she kept until the day she died. In fact, back in 1939, when the war broke in Europe, I was spending two weeks up in her place on the Canadian border. A weird, strange place. Rows of trees where males could, if they wanted to sunbathe in the nude on one side and the females on the other. But Allie didn't care if they mixed. That was Allie. She walked barefoot all through the grass. And Allie would prepare those three meals a day for us. And I spent my two weeks vacation up on this strange area. Well, Allie came to see me in my room, my apartment, and she told me that things were a little bit pressing at the moment. I mean, financially. And then the next day, Allie came. And this is her story. She said, this morning, in the wee hours of the morning, and she mentioned the lady's name who was the head of the seven restaurants in the hotel where Allie lived. She ran the restaurants and all things of that nature. And she said as she came into the room, she knocked on the door, rang the bell. Allie opened the door in the wee hours of the morning and came this lady, she took her purse and she emptied the contents of the purse into Ali's lap and said, neville just appeared in my room. And my room was locked, bolted, no one could enter. But he appeared in bodily form. He said, go down to Ali and give her all that you have in your purse. She said, it was such an authoritative voice, I could not resist it. And so here I am, only obeying an order and it's all yours. Well, Ali needed that money at that moment to pay rent. Now, I consciously could not have done that. In fact, I would not have done that. I would not persuade anyone in this world to give something to another against their will or even try to persuade them that they should do it. But Allie came to me that day and told me her need. And then I assumed that's all that I did, that she had what she wanted. Now, what, in this strange, peculiar world of man, possessed me to objectify myself beyond closed doors into this woman's room and to tell her that she could hear every word I said, you go downstairs to Allie and you give Ally all that is now in your purse, which was more than adequate for Ally to pay what she needed at the moment and to have something over that I know is an unconscious act on my part, but I have done it consciously, just as he did it consciously. And he was reminded, for 2,000 miles across water I have made myself appear to my Sister and have her see me and actually look at me and try to rub her eyes, saying it's not. It's a dream. And I'm still where I assumed I was. No matter what she did, she could not rub me out. Then she wrote me a letter which I got eight days later written on that same day. So I know the truth of William Butler Yeats statement. You can either do it unconsciously or. Or consciously. Now this comes back to the thought of the night that falsehood is prophetic. You can start on a premise that has no basis in fact, but none whatsoever. And it makes no difference. You could assume this night that you are the man that you want to be, the woman that you want to be at any station in life. And if you are willing to assume you are it, you remain faithful to that assumption as though it were true. I tell you, no power in this world can stop it. For you are dealing with the only power in the world. Christ is the power and the wisdom of God. And Christ is your own wonderful human imagination. That's Christ. And one day you will discover it. You will awaken, not another telling you you will awaken. And every symbol recorded in scripture concerning his birth, his discovery of the fatherhood, his discovery of his ascent, his discovery of the descent of the Holy Spirit upon him will be yours. And it will be all you, no other but yourself, to witness everything in this world. So you discover the power. And the power is your own wonderful human imagination. Don't forget, every time I say that phrase, Neville's written it. Imagination is always capitalized. Your own wonderful human imagination, capital I. But before you are born into this higher world, you exercise it here anyway. You are called upon and invited to try it and to test it to the fullest extent. I don't care what the world will tell you. Take anyone in this world at this very moment. Suppose now my left hand had an itch on this area. The left hand can't reach it. I'm imagining he's saying the back of his hand. The right hand could, or my blank space could, or the table could. But the hand itself that is injured cannot aid itself. May I tell you, we are all one in this world. We are all one. There's only God playing all the parts. And so if one is injured in this world and you've made, and you are made aware of it, you're called upon to exercise your imagination lovingly on behalf of that other. There is no other exclamation point. So just as this hand comes and takes care of this itch because it cannot help itself. When someone is so close to the pitcher. They are impoverished or they are in pain, or they are in some way distressed. And you are made aware of their distressed, of their distress. All you need do is imagine that you. Excuse me, that they are what they would like to be, just as yourself would like to be. You always have a code. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. You can't go wrong. Would you have it done to you were your position that you were distressed? Well, then do it to another. Doesn't cost you a penny. It costs just one moment of time to imagine that things are for them as you would like it for them. And then believe in the reality of your imaginal act. Faith is an act in which God acts. We could just sit with that one sentence for an hour. Faith is an act in which God acts. Really, if you believe it, God is acting. Blake made the statement, God only acts and is in existing things. Excuse me. And is in existing beings or men. Therefore, let us to him who only is, who walks among us, give decision. Well, who walks among them? Our imagination. This is the power that walks among us. Because when you speak of Christ in Scripture, always think of the power of God and the wisdom of God. That's Christ personified. Question mark. Yes. You are a person, aren't you? And you imagine, well, that's Christ. You are Christ. If you do not know it, may I tell you, you will know it. You'll know it the day you are born. When you are born from above, you will know it. And no, excuse me, and no power in this world, no being in this world could argue you out of it. They can't do it. I'm here to tell you. It's like it fills up your being from the feet to the head. It just comes into you and it overwhelms you, and you know it. I am he. I am Him. You know it. You see it when you look in the mirror. All of these strange little isms in the world that organized around this greatest of all mysteries and made such, I would say, a mess of it. That is not Christ. Just as you're seated here and you're listening, if I can fire you to the point of making you go out and apply it. And so you would try it. You would lay your hands upon Christ. Maybe you would not believe it even after you have proven it, but try it again, and try it again. But the day will come, you will have to believe it. When the symbolism of Scripture begins to unfold within you and you are born from above. Then no one can deny it. After that moment in time, I would say, yes, that's very true. Up to that moment, there will be. There will still be a moment of hesitation that could this really be Christ? I am telling you from my own personal experience, it is Christ. Christ is the power and the wisdom of God. I second the motion. I am another witness to Neville's statement he just made. There is nothing impossible to God, but nothing. I don't care what the verdict is today that some wise man has given you. Whether it be a medical verdict, a verdict of a bank. Here's a little something. Excuse me. Here's a silly little something that happened to me this past week. I went to the bank on Monday to make a small deposit and to get some change for Tuesday night here from the bank. I went over to Martindale's and bought the New York Times and a couple of magazines. Then I went to Jorgensen's and bought some small little item on Beverly. And then I went home. I had no. I had not occasion to check monies. I don't check money. And so the next day, on my way to the barber, I did feel, well, do I have enough to pay him? So I put my hand in my pocket and all right, there's money there. I pulled it out and I had $20 more than I should have. I didn't recall that I should have that. Excuse me. I didn't recall that I had that. So I asked my wife if she put $20 in my pocket and she said no. Then I thought, could they have overcharged? I mean, given me more money than I should have received? I only bought a few magazines, a paper. They couldn't have given me $20. I thought, maybe it's a girl at the bank. So I said, well, I go to the bank on Wednesday anyway to make a deposit, so I will ask. So when I went to the bank on Wednesday, she was not on duty. So I went to another teller and I asked where the lady was. She. She said, there's no lady at that window ever. I said, oh, yes, there was a lady there last Monday. Oh, no, she said, never. There's always a man there. I said, well, as far as I'm concerned, there was a lady there last Monday and I owe her $20. Well, that got her ears up. I want $20. So she called the manager over. The manager came over and he heard my story. I said, the lady who was there, she's a brunette and she Was there last Monday and I owe her $20 because I didn't discover the mistake until yesterday on the way to the barber. It's not my $20, it's hers. And so he thought that this is an insane situation. I said, I owe it. It's not my money. I can't keep it. It's not mine. It belongs to her. Then when he seemed so dumbfounded, I said, you know, I have to live with myself. I don't live with another. I live with myself. And it isn't my 20. It has to go to her. I had just made a deposit so that they knew who I was. So two hours later when I got home, the phone rang and this lady called and this is what she said. So I don't trust banks. They're just as fallible as we are. Oh, she said, Mr. Goddard, this is Mrs. So and so. Oh, yes, when we put the thing through the IBM, we discovered a mistake or the mistake. Now that's a stupid, impossible situation. You can't discover that mistake at all. I put in two checks and should have put in a $20 bill, question mark. There was no way in eternity that any IBM could ever find that. I didn't put in a $20 bill. None. Then she said to me over the phone, but you must have received our notice mailed to you on Monday night. To this discrepancy, I said, no, this is now Wednesday. My mail hasn't arrived. Excuse me. No, this is Wednesday. My mail has already arrived and it hasn't come. It didn't come yesterday. Well, who is kidding whom? See, banks can't make a mistake, so they have to act this way. Instead of being honest about it, as I was honest about it. They've got to play this stupid little game that they can't make a mistake. So this thing was out on Monday. They were supposed to have sent this to me on Monday and it was mailed. Post dated yesterday. Thursday after they discovered. Yes, at the end of the day, an IBM machine can tell you if you have less than what you should have. Certainly that's possible. But to tell you that on the deposit. Excuse me. But to tell you that on one deposit a $20 bill wasn't there. It can't be done. And that's all there is to it. She knew it and she knew it. Excuse me. She knew it and they knew it. And still it would take someone who was honest about the whole thing to save her her $20. For all I was trying to do was be honest with her. And Give her back the $20 that she stupidly gave me. I'm telling you, I've done this. Just like Neville did right here in this whole example. I've done it so many times. One of the ones that come to the surface, people act dumbfounded when you're giving them. When you're being. Number one, people act mortified, stupefied and befuddled when you, when you're honest and giving back money. You gave me too much. Here, here's your money back. In a transaction at a store. They act like completely insane. Like, aren't you crazy? Or like, shouldn't you be keeping that? You know, number one, people act with that reaction. Number two, they just. It's as if something completely outside the realm of incomplete reality is happening and they just can't. It's that whole reaction to like, no, this can't be. I didn't make a mistake. And yet you're. You're giving, but yes, you did. Here, look, Count. The biggest one that comes to mind is when we. We moved from Seattle with our business to the San Francisco area and we bought. We went to Home Depot because of the new place we were moving into. We needed a washer and dryer and we bought. Right when we moved there, year 2000, we bought a washer and dryer and we had them. I think I picked them up. I forgot how I got them. So I think I went in my van and I picked them up, got the washer and dryer, put them in. Everything was hunky dory. I get a call a couple months later or a month later or weeks. I forget what it was. But they call and they say, hey, your washer and dryer is ready. Come on down. I said, what are you talking about? And then I forgot how I dealt with it. If I dealt with it over the phone or if I simply stopped in that store because that store was in my route where I worked. I think I actually. I literally stopped in. I forget how this went down, but they didn't want to believe because they had the washer and dryer ready for me to pick up. I think I stopped in there. They literally did not want to believe that I had already received them because here they were physically in front of the person, the appliance person at that Home Depot. They couldn't. They had a very difficult time accepting the fact that I wasn't about to take those away. I told them, I've already got these at home. You've made a mistake. It's your mistake. Fix it. It's not mine. I don't want an extra machine on both parts, the washer and the dryer. Forget it. Keep it. Just chalked this up to a mistake. It was such a fascinating transaction. I mean, they just didn't want to, didn't want to register it. Just like this lady at the bank. So all of this happens in this wonderful world of ours. May I tell you, if you really wanted to live in a dishonest manner, you could live that way forever. I'm not kidding you. You could forever and not 20 multiply it without in any way hurting. Not hurting, but I mean without in any way doing what the world does with violence. You could do it without violence. I used no violence to get $20. The whole thing is one's own wonderful human imagination. But be honest, because you aren't stealing from anyone in the world but yourself. It really is true. And I don't know how I knew it, but it was part of what my teacher taught me in my 25 years with her. In the very beginning, she just taught me just straight out of the book, just straight out of living straight. That's why I talked to her all the time, every day. It seemed like somebody could have the course correction for me because I had not leaders in my world that were doing that as an example in my life. So I struck a relationship with a teacher who brought me these examples and why it's important to be honest, etc, etc, etc. All down the line. Why live the Golden Rule? Basically what I learned from her was how to live that from those lessons in the early 90s with her. It always became an inherent thing. I had to learn it. I learned it through her. It wasn't like I came out of the birth canal knowing how to live in the world. Honestly, I. I learned it before that. I wasn't a dishonest person, I would say. But I would say that if somebody gave me before those lessons with my teacher, somebody gave me too much change. I would say, well, thanks, thanks for that. I probably would have. But after the lessons you have a different reaping and sowing concept here. You can't go back. You have to go forward in that golden rule. You can't go back. And if you do, they're like Lot's wife again, salted. And you're going to be forever and forever right there. I'm not kidding you. You could forever and not 20 multiply it without in any way hurting. Not hurting, but I mean without in any way doing what the world does with Violence, you can live in a dishonest manner. You could live that way forever. But be honest, because you aren't stealing from anyone in this world but yourself. The ultimate lesson. Only one being plays all the parts. And that one being is God. And God and his power and his wisdom are one. And God is your own wonderful human imagination. So here, when you speak of a falsehood. Yes, a falsehood is prophetic. You can assume at this very moment what at the moment of your assumption is, is completely denied by your senses, by reason, by everything. But if you are willing to live in that assumption, believing that your imaginal act is God in action, in that act God acts. And nothing in this world is impossible to God. If you are willing to assume that state, whatever it is, no power in this world can stop your assumption from externalizing itself within this world. But no power. Now you try it. I'm asking everyone here in this current session to try it and share with me your results. You won't fail. But if you tell me how it worked in your case, I can tell from the platform to others and encourage others that may be waking you. And I should be able to have the most fantastic stories. Don't take any. Something little. Take something big, something wonderful for yourself and for the seeming other. There really is no other. But for the seeming other. Lift everyone up to the height in your own mind's eye. And may I tell you, everyone will realize your every imaginal act for them. I have seen it. Yes, I have seen it continuously. I'm seeing it. When you sit quietly and assume a certain state for another, you are literally mediating God to that other. Really? Exclamation point. Because your imaginal act is God in action. That's God. So let no one tell you you're going to meet him coming from the outside. You will never in eternity meet him coming from the outside. You're going to meet him in yourself, in the symbolism as described in scripture. You will be the one you meet. You are he when you meet. Infinite love. Yes, that's the one being where we are all gathered one by one, into this one man who is God. But you are gathered as Jesus Christ. Believe it. Exclamation point. I am telling you what I have experienced. I am not speculating, I am not theorizing. I am telling you what I know from my own personal experience. So let them talk about all of the outside Jesuses and all the outside this, that and the other. Listen to these words of Blake. I know of no other Christianity and No other gospel than the liberty, both of body and mind to exercise the divine arts of imagination. Imagination. The real and eternal world of which this vegetable world is a mere shadow, and in which we shall live in our eternal and imaginative bodies after the death of these vegetable, mortal bodies. Jerusalem plate 77. Now listen to the. Listen to this. The apostles knew of no other gospel. Can you imagine that statement? The apostles knew of no other gospel. And here you think they follow the man. They aren't following any man. Exclamation point. The first expression of the earliest Christians. They were called the People of the Way. Capital Wa. It was a way of life. That's what they were called. It was years and years generations later that they were called Christians. They were simply called the People of the Way. You want to check it, read the ninth chapter of the book of Acts, which originally was part of the book of Luke, verse 2. They were one book only. Our church fathers separated the two books and divided them by the book of John. But Luke Acts once formed one book. So the earliest followers of this fantastic mystery were called the People of the Way. And so this is the way. What way? He said, I am the way. Can't you say I am? Well, that's the way. Every time I say way, it's capitalized. Okay, the way to what? Except that one. Except the way to everything in this world. That one? Not either. But specifically the way to the Father. All those are not capitalized. Excuse me. No one comes unto the Father but by me. John 14:6. I'll tell you exactly who he is. And he tells us exactly who he is. I am the Father, and yet I'm going to lead me to the Father. Yes, I am the Father, and I will lead you to the Father. Well, how can you lead me to the Father? You say you're the Father. Well, you follow my way. I am the way. I am the truth. I am the light revealed. You follow it closely, and the day will come. It'll happen in you, and you will know that you are the Father. So I am the Father, said he. I am the way to the Father. So this is the way that everyone comes to the Father. What a mystery. Exclamation point. Are we not told? Great is the mystery of our religion. Man thinks that it's something way down here in some secular state. It isn't so at all. It's a fantastic mystery. Your own wonderful human imagination is God, but man doesn't know it. He stumbles upon it. He fumbles upon it. I couldn't help but Think this day of one that I do not know personally. But I almost look upon him as a friend because of what has been said about Him. You've heard me. Those who have been coming over the last year. You've heard me speak of Eddie, haven't you? Well, Eddie stumbled upon this. But Eddie doesn't know it is Christ. He entered the point of being afraid that he may disturb nature. He's afraid of using the power that he stumbled upon because he doesn't know he. He stumbled upon Christ. He may use some little implement, like a little piece of steel to rub against another piece of steel, but he actually stumbled upon Christ. Well, millions stumble upon Christ. And they are afraid. The power is so fantastic. They are afraid because they don't think they that could be Christ. They're looking for him to come from without in some peculiar form as artists over the centuries have painted him. And you aren't going to find him that way at all. Just as we told you last Tuesday, he comes unknown, without a name. And suddenly you are. You actually discover that you are the being that you worshiped in the past and heard about in the past and followed in the past. And suddenly you are He. For everything said about him happens to you and you are He. That's not one person in the world. Excuse me. There is not one person in the world who calls you. You are all alone. Then you know why it is said, and God is one. Not one person in that vault, that tomb, when you awake, just you. No one aids you getting out, just you. Only the symbolism of the witnesses. And they can't see the one. The one moves up and the one in whom he descends. It's all you. So I tell you, your assumption this night need not be based upon fact. Must I have. Must I wait to have confirmation that I have security before I assume that I am secure? Well, that's no power. That's none. When I am not secure, when I am insecure, let me dare to assume that I am secure. Secure. I am secure. All my live long days. It's so simple. That's Christ in action. You're imagining it. That's Christ in action. So simple. When I am unwell, as you're told in the book of Joel, let the weak man say I am strong. 3, 10. If something is going wrong, let me dare to assume that things as I desire them to be, then I can prove this power. But to wait for things to change in the world first? Nope. I don't care what the world will tell you. Test it this Night and test. Christ in you. Jesus Christ in man is the hope of glory. Colossians 1:27. And Jesus Christ in you is your own wonderful human imagination. And I tell you continuously, imagine lovingly for another and watch it work. You're going to hear verbatim exactly what you imagined. Would you imagine them saying to you on the accomplishment of their great desire, or whatever it is you're imagining lovingly for them because you know they want this, that or the other? And you imagine them telling you, and you're congratulating them while you imagine them telling you. You're going to see it pop off, man. It's going to pop off. Left, right, center, middle, all of it. Above, below, everywhere. And when you see it work, that's Christ in action. It's all you. There is no other. All you're doing is fixing yourself basically. It may seem blasphemous. And if you're coming at it from that word, man, it's normal. It's totally normal. Because that's what we were taught. That's how we received our indoctrination in whatever faith we joined first, especially in family. For me, it was Catholicism. Could be Christianity, could be Episcopalian, it could be all of these different names, all of the churchianity names. But it doesn't matter. If your reaction is that it can't be, then that's normal. You got to wade into this. It's okay. You can come in slower, you can come in fast, doesn't matter. Just start using your wonderful human, human imagination, imagining lovingly for another and see it work. And if it's working for them, there's no reason why it can't be working for you. It may seem blasphemous. It may seem this is the height of something that shouldn't be in the world. But I'm telling you from my own personal experience, it is true. In every generation it happens to the one who has been sent. When you are called and sent. Listen to the words carefully. To the Jews it's a stumbling block, and to the Greek it is folly. But to those who are called, Christ is the power of God and the wisdom of God. And the wisdom of God is wiser than men. And the foolishness of God is wiser than men. The weakness of God is stronger than men. Well, isn't it foolish to say I am what everything denies? Well, the foolishness of God is wiser than men. So you simply assume the lie and prove the falsehood is prophetic. If you are faithful to your assumption, no Power in the world can stop it. For if Yeats told the true story. I only know that the stories I told you about myself, of Ali Ben and of my sister, they were true. I did not keep the letter from my sister, but she is still in this world of ours. My wife was present when the letter came, and a friend of mine who now lives in Florida was present the night the letter came. And so we have evidence in a tangible form that I was seen. And I deliberately wanted to be seen 2,000 miles across water. So where am I? Am I not all imagination? She saw me at some. She saw me as something bodily present in her world. If I am all imagination, I must be where I am in imagination. So when Yeats was seen hundreds of miles away by the student, the fellow student, and he delivered the message, he spoke. There was something about it. And when this lady only next door in New York City, how can I get through her closed room? The door was bolted because it was bolted. And she heard my voice. And the voice spoke with authority. She was so stunned, she had no choice in the matter. She had to obey the command. Well, do you see the power that is in man, what man can do? Use it lovingly. Exclamation point. I'm softening it, but I would wish. Use it lovingly, exclamation point. I would love to shout it and blow out your eardrum with that statement. But that is the simple. As simple as it should be right there. Use it lovingly. Whenever you are using it lovingly, you are using it wisely. Don't go off because you can use it and use it in some strange, peculiar way. There's nothing but God in this world, and everyone is God. God is playing all the parts. Now let us go into the silence and use our imagination lovingly and start this night with what the world would call a falsehood. I tell you it is prophetic. Take something that has not happened, that you want to happen, and assume that it has. Just live in that state, and may I tell you, it will become a fact. Let us go and do that now. It. Congratulations. Homework's two more minutes of that. He rarely gives specific instructions, and I wanted to follow that. That was a very good instruction. Before that. Silence. Question. Inaudible blank space around any ism. I am told by those who supposedly know, I don't know how true it is that the present movement called Christian Science is so unlike the original thought as given to the World by Mrs. Eddy. That's what some people tell me. Those who've been in the movement for years, those who are practitioners. But after a while, a group gets around a certain thought and organizes it into big business. Now, how true that is, I don't know. But after all, let us consider that we have a Christian faith today. But it really wasn't organized until 400 years after. It was only at the very end, 394 or 396, when there was an organization called, excuse me, an organization around the thought. Well, no one living then knew. These were not people of vision, not people who had the experience. It was all an oral tradition and very few writings. And so they simply tried to give meaning to it. From then on, they got bigger and bigger and bigger. But they were not the people who had the vision. When you heard tonight's thought from one whose life, whose whole life was vision. The apostles knew of no other gospel. Let me go back and quote. I know of no other gospel, no other Christianity, but none than the arts, the liberty of both body and mind to exercise the divine arts of imagination. And the apostles knew of no other gospel. Today we have churches called St. Peter, St. Paul, St. John, St. Andrew, as though they worship something on the outside, not the power and the wisdom of God. Now, this doesn't go easily with people who really believe in some personal, external being, but there is none. I can go through my entire Bible and show you. If anyone should ever come to you saying, look, here is the Christ, or, look, there he is, do not believe it. Mark 13:21. Why? Well, go to the Epistle of John. It does not yet appear what we shall be, but we know that when he appears, we shall be like him. John, first. John 3, 2. Well, have you ever seen any picture in this world that looked like you?