Primitive rock consists of granite, porphyry, gneiss and basalt, deposits which are still found upon the earth in immense quantities, and in the same condition as thousands of years ago.
As a matter of fact, proposals have been made by noted scientists to utilize pulverized rock of this kind as compost to assist the fields in a natural way, and so to restore them to their former producing power, which would thus enable plants, animals, and man, alike, to regain those substances indispensable to proper sanguification and general growth.
The agricultural experiments performed with this stone dust fully confirm this assumption.
One of the most important tasks of today is to indicate to the farmer new ways and means of promoting and increasing growth for the food supply of the nations.
Why, then, I imagine I can hear it asked, if this fact be true and demonstrated, has it not been applied?
This question may be answered by another. Why does not the natural system of Hygienic Dietetic Healing find general application in cases of sickness, since its success is so obviously greater than even that claimed by medical science?
To this vital question upon which so much of human life and happiness depends, the weak and degrading answer must suffice; to the effect that the last vestige of public respect for the sciences would be shaken, and many wise theories would fail of their imaginary virtues and succumb, before humanity’s best birthright—the quality of healthy blood, kind nature’s ample gift to all,—could be wrested from the selfish hand of tyranny and mankind enabled to secure from nature’s willing hand the succour that an Infinite Providence offers to disease.
A physician to whom I once explained my theories, heard me for some minutes and then he said “Well, and so you want to create healthy blood in this way?” “Yes, surely,” I replied. “We have no use for that,” he callously exclaimed, “there would be no business in that.”
Hence Mankind must degenerate and Disease of all kinds ride rampant through the land, rather than upset the firmly rooted fallacies of the past or foil the ghoul-like greed of a certain set of conscienceless practitioners.
To the first of these the terse old Latin satire would apply:
“Homine imperito nunquam quidquam
Qui, nisi quod ipse fecit, nihil rectum putat.”
“Who is there so unreasoning as
he, that learned drone,
Who reckons nothing perfect save what he himself hath known.”
To the second let an outraged public reply.
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But meanwhile, as the hideous holocaust proceeds, the mills of God grind slowly but mysteriously secure. The eternal law of equity is working still; and from every evil there proceeds a good. Truth may be hidden in the nether deeps, but some day the strained tension breaks, the balance reversing brings it to the light. Its spirit works for ever, like a ferment, hidden long, deep down in the Universal heart of things; for with majestic, unimpressionable tread, sublimely the silent force of human progress moves; slow and inevitably sure, the great indwelling spirit of a vast eternal energy leading man ever upward to the True and Best.