WHERE THERE IS NO LIGHT

If the Creator, according to Aristotle, is "actus purus", pure activity or spiritual vibration, one can then say that the creature, the more divine, nearest is to the "actus purus".

The profane man means by activity, "movement", rush, agitation. However, activity is precisely the opposite of movement. A rotating wheel has the greatest force exactly in the centre of its axle, while the force is lesser when the farther it is from the central axle. Force and movement are in the opposite direction - force is activity - movement is passivity. The force gives, the movement receives.

When a man reaches the zenith of his force and activity, he becomes ever more tranquil, quieter, more centralized, and therefore more efficient. Efficiency is force, not movement; 10% of the force is worth more than 90% movement. Light is the greatest force in the Universe, although it seems to be the weakest. The essence of dynamite, water, electricity, wind, is light, which is the ultimate vibration and activity.

In ancient times, the force was represented by animal muscles. Force was also the water, the wind; the later force was water steam, which drove locomotives.

The history of electricity begins in the 6th century BC, in ancient Greece, when the philosopher Thales of Miletus, after discovering a petrified fossil plant resin called amber (Elektron in Greek), rubbed it with animal skin and wool and was then able to observe its power to attract light objects such as straws, shards, which later came to be called static electricity. Since then, and more recently, force is electricity, which seemed to be less powerful. Recently, modern science has discovered that the last stronghold of force is the atom and its particles, in their apparent invisible stillness. In the future, what are the other possibilities greater than those already known?

Where there is no light, there is no life, beauty, joy. Without light, everything is dead, ugly, sad.

What the profane calls life, beauty, and joy is like light painted on a museum canvas, but it is not true light. Everyone knows that the most perfect painted light does not illuminate or heat; it is an illusory, fictional light. A fire on a movie screen, television, on the computer does not provide light or heat like a simple matchstick. The difference between natural light and artificial light, between true light and painted light, is not a matter of quantity but quality. With the small flame of a matchstick, we can ignite an entire forest, and with the heat produced by a flame in a power plant, we can start lighting the largest city in the world - but with a painted artificial light we cannot illuminate a room, not even heat a cup of coffee.

When the small flame of a matchstick finds enough fuel, it starts a molecular "chain reaction", and as long as there is fuel, there is fire.

The same is true in the metaphysical world, where the "chain reaction" is limitless: it is enough for a man-light, a man-fire to appear, illumination and metaphysical fire spreads irresistibly. Two thousand years ago a man of this nature appeared, of light and fire, who said, "I am the light of the world, I came to cast fire upon the earth, and see, I am guarding it until it blazes...?" - and since two thousand years many men have been illuminated and ignited by this gigantic fire. It is enough for one to become an honest fuel, to be illuminated and set on fire by this gigantic Christ-cosmic conflagration. Happens then a "chain reaction", a contagion of light and fire, when man creates within the necessary light-fire receptivity.

The profane man is in darkness or in thick shadow, because he is behind an opaque wall that rises between him and the light; live in this darkness and know nothing of the light.

The mystic man came to know that there is light on the other side of the opaque wall, and, desiring light, decided to tear down that wall, which is the material world and of which his own body and all that belongs to the ego is part.

The cosmic man, however, found a third alternative: he is not behind any opaque wall or knocked down any, but so full of light that made ​​that wall transparent. The cosmic man roused within such power of the wisdom that made transparent the dividing wall between him and the light; from the opaque wall, he made ​a crystalline prism through which the colourless light penetrates and appears in the wonders of the rainbow, embellishing all things in his life. But to enlighten the dividing wall of worldly things must have intensified the most of his own light.

The colourless light is one.

The prism has three faces.

And from the result of one and three happens the seven colours of the rainbow.

Soul, mind and body - this triangular prism - when they become perfectly transparent, can transform the white light of Christ into the multicolour wonder - as happened to Jesus through which the cosmic Christ manifested - and his personality appeared. "full of grace and truth".

When the Word of the Christlike Self becomes incarnate in the human person through generation and birth, the human ego can eclipse the light of the divine Self - but it can also make the ego the most beautiful creature of God.

When the human personality of Jesus was penetrated by the light of the world, this earth became beautified by his splendour, "from whose fullness we all received, grace upon grace."