to correct them. The mistakes are carried all through our bodies, just as through our problems on a real slate. Then we discover what a lot of blunders there are to correct, and we grow discouraged and quit trying. This relaxation of effort and will and interest is the wiping off of the slate. We do it ourselves— do it sub-consciously, from the habit of ages of wiping off the slate. That which goes out of a body at death is the real person. and he it was who wiped off the slate, who withdrew himself from the body.

No man dies unless he is ready to die—unless his mistakes of thinking (his body is built of his thoughts, you know,) are so in preponderance that he cannot hold himself longer as an organization.

A body is an organization of thought things which’ must fit in and work together. When a man’s mind is filled with warring,’ opposing thoughts, he is disorganizing himself. It is as if he turned wolves and lions and dogs all into the same corral, to oppose and rend each other, as well as to tear down whatever else was therein organized. Lions, wolves and dogs are warring organizations.

A man’s body in order to endure must be one organization,— every part must work with every other part. But as long as a man thinks into his body, one day good things, kind things; and another day ugly, revengeful, death-dealing things, he is turning lions and lambs together. And it is only a question of time and the kind of thought when he will cease to be an organization,—he will fall to pieces, a victim to opposing forces.

And a man need not even be ugly himself in order to die. He needs only recognize ugliness in others. The Pharisee who has spent his life in ferreting out meanness and obscurity in others is as full of meanness as the nastiest sinner that walks. Man becomes what he thinks upon.

But such a one may be strong and healthy a long time because nearly his whole body is organized of the one kind of thought. So full is he of “evil” that he is an organized evil—a one-mind of evil.

It is the “good” and the goody-good people who fill themselves up on the warring factions of good and evil, whose bodies

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