"Serene, I fold my hands and wait, Nor care for wind or tide or sea; I rave no more 'gaints Time or Fate, For, lo! my own shall come to me. I stay my haste, I make delays, for what avails this eager pace? I stand amid the eternal ways, And what is mine shall know my face. Asleep, awake, by night or day, The friends I seek are seeking me, No wind can drive my bark astray, Nor change the tide of destiny. What matter if I stand alone? I wait with joy the coming years; My heart shall reap where it has sown, and garner up its fruits of tears... The stars come nightly to the sky; The tidal wave unto the sea; Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high, Can keep my own away from me."from; "AS A MAN THINKETH" by James Allen...."OF ALL THE TRUTHS PERTAINING TO THE SOUL WHICH HAVE BEEN RESTORED AND BROUGHT FORTH IN THIS AGE, none is more gladdening or fruitful of divine promise than this- that man is the master of thought, the molder of character, and the maker and shaper of condition, environment, and destiny."
As a being of Power, Intelligence, and Love, and the lord of his own thoughts, man holds the key to every situation, and contains within himself that transforming and regenerative agency by which he may make himself what he wills... every thought produces it own fruit. Good thoughts bear good fruit, bad thoughts bad fruit...
CIRCUMSTANCE DOES NOT MAKE THE MAN; it reveals him to himself. Men do not attract that which they want, but that which they are. Man is manacled only by himself...the will to do springs from the knowledge that we can do. Doubt and fear are the great enemies of knowledge, and he who encourages them, who does not slay them, thwarts himself at every step...ALL THAT A MAN ACHIEVES OR FAILS TO ACHIEVE IS THE DIRECT RESULT OF HIS OWN THOUGHTS...DREAM LOFTY DREAMS, and as you dream so shall you become. Your Vision is the promise of what you shall one day be. Your ideal is the prophecy of what you shall at last unveil... The dreamers are the saviors of the world... Humanity cannot forget its dreamers. It cannot let their ideals fade and die. It lives in them. It knows them in the realities which it shall one day see and know.CHERISH YOUR VISIONS. Cherish your ideals. CHERISH THE MUSIC that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts, for out of them will grow all delightful conditions, all heavenly environment; if you will but remain true to them, your world will at last be built...
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