The Meaning of Good—A Dialogue eBook

Goldsworthy Lowes Dickinson
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 239 pages of information about The Meaning of Good—A Dialogue.

The Meaning of Good—A Dialogue eBook

Goldsworthy Lowes Dickinson
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 239 pages of information about The Meaning of Good—A Dialogue.
was in the river, leaping along with the other souls in such an ecstasy of physical delight as I have never felt before or since.  Such, at least, was my first impression; but gradually it changed into something which I despair of rendering in words, for indeed I can hardly render it in my own thoughts.  Conceive, however, that as, according to the teaching of science, every part of matter is affected by every other, insomuch that, as they say, the fall of an apple disturbs the balance of the universe; so, in my experience then, (and this, I believe, is really true) all souls were intimately connected by spiritual ties.  Nothing that happened in one but was somehow or other, more or less obscurely, reflected in the rest, so that all were so closely involved and embraced in a network of fine relations that they formed what may be compared to a planetary system, sustained in their various orbits by force of attraction and repulsion, distinguished into greater and lesser constellations, and fulfilling in due proportion their periods and paths under the control of spiritual laws.  Of this system I was myself a member; about me were grouped some of my dearest friends; and beyond and around stretched away, like infinite points of light, in a clear heaven of passion, the world of souls.  I speak, of course, in a figure, for what I am describing in terms of space, I apprehended through the medium of feeling; and by ‘feeling’ I mean all degrees of affection, from extreme of love to extreme of hate.  For hate there was, as well as love, the one representing repulsion, the other attraction; and by their joint influence the whole system was sustained.  It was not, however, in equilibrium; at least, not in stable equilibrium.  There was a trend, as I soon became aware, towards a centre.  The energy of love was constantly striving to annihilate distance and unite in a single sphere the scattered units that were only kept apart by the energy of hate.  This effort I felt proceeding in every particular group, and, more faintly, from one group to another:  I felt it with an intensity at once of pain and of rapture, such as I cannot now even imagine, much less describe; and most of all did I feel it within the limits of my own group, of which some of those now present were members.  But within this group in particular I was aware of an extraordinary resistance.  One of its members, I thought, (I mention no names,) steadily refused either to form a closer union with the rest of us, or to enter into more intimate relations with other groups.  This resistance I felt in the form of an indescribable tension, a tension which grew more and more acute, till suddenly the whole system seemed to collapse, and I found myself in darkness and alone, being dragged down, down, by the cord which attached me to my body.  At the same time there was a roaring in my ears, and I saw my body, as I thought, like a fearful wild beast with open jaws; it swallowed me down, and I awoke with a shock to find myself in the operator’s room, with a voice in my ears which somehow sounded like Audubon’s, though I afterwards ascertained it was really that of the assistant, uttering the rather ridiculous words, ‘I don’t see why!’

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