And Time shall be no more.
The pneuma is now becoming a seven-dimensional being—
The old fetters of time and space are falling from him rapidly.
The pneuma is no longer conscious of time—
He does not seem to be controlled by it in the least.
The past and the present are merged in the Eternal Now—
The hither and thither are merged in the Here am I, which is the spirit’s constant response to the voice of his forerunner, and God.
Yesterday and today are both alike to him—equally real—equally present.
Through this he has power to undo the wrongs of the past—
More fully and truly than before, those things of which his true self might be eternally ashamed are rectified—
The stain washed away in the blood (which is the life) of his spirit.
So he sees and hears the complete sum of past and present—both are one and indivisible.
He neither goes, nor comes, any more than love or pity goes or comes—
All of which he is cognisant is included within the circle of his being—
It lies in his breast, as the whole universe lies in the breast of the Most High.
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