AUTOMATIC WRITINGS, c. 1914 (FIRST SET)

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Nothing is new in the world—What do you mean by new—New, in a sort of way, in relation to what is expressed within your knowledge—Let it go—All is well—That is too rigid a way of putting it—Why—Of all—That is a delicate question—I don't think I shall—You settle that yourselves—What of him? To you? What is he to you? Why does the Trinity need Abdul Baha—Need? then how can you act—

Too much pliability to the infinite. He is too much in contact with past worlds of beings who seek to fulfil themselves in him and prevent the final formation of certain things which would otherwise take a shape powerful for action.—That is good in the world of thought, but not, as it is now, for action. These three things in their principles, in that which brings them about, is good; but they have to find that & arrange themselves in it before they can be effective—Their own—It is difficult to say in words—But as they are, they are things that represent some perfection, are a preparation, without them as a stage the perfection could not be reached, but they must not rest too long in the stage of preparation—I don't know—There are many excellent things in the world—

You have not to arrange—Let it arrange itself under a higher impulsion—Not always—Speaking of precise defects interferes with the balance; it gives a tendency to exaggerate either the defect or its opposite—It is an attitude of the soul, the reason and the heart that is needed, a thing general not precise—People insist too much on particularities, on that which can be defined. But these things are the result of something general & not easily definable, a thing to be felt & seen rather than thought & expressed—

She is too balanced on one side—A gentle disbalancing would  

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be good—She has created a balance firm & good, but depending too much on an unconscious restraint which limits the development of her capacities

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Abd-ul-Baha, let him disappear then you will see the connection—He has got rid of Maurya or rather Maurya has got rid of himself—As Maurya—Yes, but at present powerless—He has dissolved his means of action—Not in this world. He is there, but by himself he is [ ]¹ less free, less able to impress himself powerfully on the material world. Yes, spiritually—There is the same difficulty, but less concentrated. As with Abdul Baha. The choice is given always.—Why question about such weak forces—He is divided from you by his weakness, not as the others by their strength—If they have an immediate destiny—Who?—They are always there, it is in the material world you should seek. They are the men of the future, not of the present—Yes, or have not found themselves. Why are you here otherwise? That is a question you can answer yourselves.

Dissolve him if you will, leave him if you will not—There is nothing else to be done with him—If he is to be anything, he must first dissolve—No, the constitution of his inner being must be entirely changed first, but that would mean a great disintegration first & to begin with the loss of his evil power—What force?—Ah yes; it will be done at the right time, in this body or otherwise. Each man follows a path that leads him to the goal; only some follow it through disastrous or apparently disastrous revolutions and even have to begin again—He is good as an examiner of souls—That is the part of the devil in certain systems. He knows himself—Ah, ask the prophets—What?—I suppose you have had relations—Then? One of those who prepare, but are not prepared—Oh, let him do his own work, he does it well. Do not try to give men more part than the Divine Being has given them—That would do him harm, to try to make him more than himself—Friendship is blind—Love, but do not govern your actions by a partial affection—I was going

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to say what you have said—She is a great soul always with you. He was necessary to her force. Yes, in certain limits—In another sense than the Theosophist, she would have to be dissolved to be useful otherwise than she is I don't mean physically—Everything is possible, but all is not intended—No, help her by your thought & let the result be what it will. You come back to the action—Yes, but the Review is only a means; its success depends on what I told you at the beginning. In your case, the mechanical forces of matter are nothing; it is the inner powers that must work & fulfil. You have the light that is merely light, but where is the light that is power—Knock at the door that is still shut. You have said, personalise the Infinite. The Infinite as infinite does nothing, it is—All form & action are a choice in the Infinite. Yes, mount there. By equilibrium it is possible to mount. Reject nothing essential in yourself; only transform or rather allow to be transform[ed] No—There are reasons why I will not—It is a consciousness that formulates itself

What is impersonal? All is personal, yet impersonal. Everywhere—Not even that. I can, but I do not. No, surely not—That is different, from above. It is difficult to conduct this writing if one descends into a mixture of forces. That is why the writing is so often stupid—Not in the same way. It is not that I despise the physical world or physical means—Do that in your physical body. Yes—try to have it as far as possible. . . I am not like you in a physical body. I shall take it at the proper time. Thousands of times. Do not ask that; it goes too deep. It means that there are things for which neither you nor I are ready.

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July, August, September—Yes—All goes well as it is—No reproach an affirmation—So it seems—You are doing or it is being done? In some directions—Not balanced—Let the Power work—don't quarrel with it. When there is want of balance, it means that both sides are wrongly arranged with regard to each other.

Many begin to be calm—None yet avail for action—What matters  

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whence comes the truth—That let the recipient judge—The work—The work that is to be, not that which men imagine—Remove all preconceptions—No—I am nobody—When I write, I am only a word—It depends on what is active—

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My dear friend,

It is quite impossible to tell you how glad I am to come into communication with you again. After so many years of separation, for old friends to be even partially united is a great happiness. If you will let me pour out my sentiments, I can write pages.—My name is Mo——² Too many people are thinking—I am the friend who died in the years when you were at Baroda—I am Nair---³

My soul is in the world of desires——

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My idea of your position in Pondicherry is that it is not serious as you think. There are some weak points on which certain forces are pressing in order to throw you out somewhere. Whether it is good that you should be thrown out or not, I do not know. But really the result depends on you & not on them. If you ask precise questions, I will try to answer—You want a prophet—I will answer if you like, but I am not a prophet.

² Only two letters of the name were written, followed by a long line.—Ed.

³ Uncertain reading. The marks represented here by three hyphens may indicate that the name is incomplete.—Ed.