The Flashes (Revised 2009 edition) | THE TWENTY-THIRD FLASH | 237
(232-253)

If you do not accept that the particles in your body are tiny officials in motion in accordance with the law of the Pre-Eternal and All-Powerful One, or that they are an army, or the nibs of the pen of divine determining with each particle as the nib of a pen, or that they are points inscribed by the pen of power with each particle being a point, then in every particle working in your eye there would have to be an eye such as could see every limb and  part of your body as well as the entire universe, with which you  are connected. In addition  to  this, you  would  have to  ascribe to  each particle an intelligence equivalent to that of a  hundred geniuses, sufficient to know and recognize all your past and your future, and your  forbears and descendants, the origins of all the elements of your being, and the sources of all your sustenance.

To attribute the knowledge and intelligence of a thousand Platos to a single particle  of  one  such  as  you  who  does  not  possess  even  a  particles  worth  of intelligence in matters of this kind is a crazy superstition a thousand times over!

 

Second Impossibility

 

Your being resembles a thousand-domed wondrous palace in which the stones stand  together in suspension and without support. Indeed, your being is a thousand times more  wonderful than such a palace,  for the palace of  your being  is  being renewed continuously  in perfect order. Leaving aside your truly wonderful spirit, heart and other subtle faculties, each member of your body resembles a single-domed part of the palace. Like the stones of a dome, the particles stand together in perfect balance and order demonstrating the eye and the  tongue, for example, each to be a wondrous building, extraordinary work of art, and miracle of power.

If these particles were not officials dependent on the command of the master

architect of the universe, then each would have to be both absolutely dominant over all the other particles in the body and absolutely subordinate to each of them; and both equal to each and, with regard to its dominant position, opposed; and both the origin and source of most of the attributes that pertain only to the Necessarily Existent One, and extremely restricted; and both in absolute form, and in the form of a perfectly ordered individual artefact that could only, through the mystery of unity, be the work of the Single One of Unity.

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