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The Miracle of Right Thought

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The Divinity of Desire - Success and Happiness Are for You - Working for One Thing and Expecting Something Else - Expect Great Things of Yourself - Self-Encouragement by Self-Suggestion - The Crime of the "Blues" - Change the Thought, Change the Man - The Paralysis of Fear - One With the Divine - Getting in Tune - The Great Within - A New Way of Bringing Up Children - Training for Longevity - As a Man Thinketh - Mental Self-Thought Poisoning - Contents -

Then Hiram Underwood went off, the bigges' gawk of all,
We thought him hardly bright enough to share in Adam's fall;
But he tried the railroad biz'ness, an' he allus grabbed his share,—
Now this gawk who didn't know it is a fifty millionaire.

An' often out here hoein' I set down atween the stalks,
Thinkin' how we four together all were lummuxes an' gawks,
All were gumps, an' all were lunkheads, only they didn't know, yer see;
An' I ask, "If I hadn't known it, where in natur would I be?"

For I stayed to home an' rastled in the comfier, like a chump,
Coz I knew I wuz a lunkhead, an' a lummux, an' & gump;
But if only I hadn't known it, like them other fellers there,
To-day I might be settin' in the presidential chair.

We all are lunkheads — don't git mad — an' himmuxes an' gawks;
But us poor chaps who know we be — we walk in humble walks.
So, I say to all good lunkheads, Keep yer own selves in the dark;
Don't own or reckernize the fact, an' you will make yer mark.

~Sam Walter Foss.

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