Our spoken word first hammers a thing desired into shape. Our continued spoken word brings this shaped substance forth and clothes it with a visible body.
Men stumble over pebbles, never over mountains.
Desire is the thing you want in incipiency.
Desire is God tapping at the door of your mind, trying to give you greater good.
Every man must take time daily for quiet and meditation. In daily meditation lies the secret of power.
We have come to a place now where our search for Truth must no longer be for the rewards; it must no longer be our seeking a creed to follow, but it must be our living a life.