172. My Soul-Submarine Is Searching for Thee

The searching submarine of my soul fled from the dark vapors of earthly ambitions and dived into the unplumbed regions of cosmic consciousness.

Swimming like a whale, the submarine of my mind moved in Thy deepest astral sea in search of Thee. The long-strained searchlight eyes of my soul-submarine suddenly wore the mystic flaming radiance of Thy blessings, and I beheld Thy presence everywhere.


173. Bless Me, That I May Know That I Am Dreaming, While I Think That I Am Awake