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from view, carried away by the attacking waves. The lightning flashes, the thunder rolls, the fury of the tempest seems concentrated against this rock, and the demon of the storm seems intent upon destroying every particle of it --- of tearing it to little bits with which to strew the shores. All is darkness --- all is blackness --- all is fury, raging and terror. After hours, the storm subsides, and then later morning comes, and the first rays of the rising sun kiss lovingly the rock which has stood the fury of the storm, and has emerged unhurt, a witness to its superiority to the elements.

Storm away, ye who would destroy this rock --- dash your waves of Doubt, Logic, Criticism, Unbelief, Dogma, Theory, against this rock of the Spirit. Exert yourself to the utmost --- expend all the force that is within you --- do your best --- do your worst. Tear and twist, pull and wrench, beat and pound, and what have you accomplished? After the storm has passed away --- after the clouds have dispersed --- when the sky again is blue and the sun again is shining --- the rock still stands, undisturbed, unchanged, unshaken. And stand it will for ages and ages. And Man shall begin to know of the stability and firmness of this rock. He will begin to realize just what it means to him, and he will know that while the waves that beat upon it are good and needful, and not to be despised, that only upon the rock can he safely build.

Do not despise the intellect and its teachings, but know that ye have within ye another source of knowledge --- that ye have spiritual faculties which are developing and which you can use. And trust the work of these faculties --- listen to the voice of the Soul.