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In certain respects, Through the Gates of Gold may be regarded as a commentary on Light on the Path. The listener would do well to bear this in mind. Many things in that book will be made clear by the listening of this one, and one will be constantly reminded of that work, which has already become classic literature. Through the Gates of Gold is a work to be kept constantly at hand for reference and study. It will surely rank as one of the standard books of theosophy.

Hraban the Marcomanni has never met his father Maroboodus, exiled in far-away Rome, but this is about to change. In the age of early Roman Empire, Augustus is creating his legacy with gladius as the legions begin the arduous work of subjecting the troublesome and divided Germani tribes. Such great, distant issues do not concern Hraban, a young man bent on becoming a spear lord, giver of rings, a warrior praised in the dark halls of his kin. He is the Raven, and son of great lords.

Strange rumors reached the ears of the people of Jerusalem and the surrounding country. It was reported that a new prophet had appeared in the valley of the lower Jordan, and in the wilderness of Northern Judea, preaching startling doctrines.

Maroboodus lost Saxa. Hulderic, his father, lost their lands and abandoned his weak-willed brother to fight their loss-maddened uncle alone. The Boat Lord, their powerful relative, was after their heads, and the Draupnir's Spawn, their famous family ring, is still what the man wants, having lost it decades past.

Only that which has no right to live must die, and only that which has no right to exist must be brought to an end. And that hasn't a thing to do with any child born of woman, or any flower that ever bloomed. It's something entirely different from what the world would suspect, for you and I have been given the greatest gift in the world.

The purpose of existence: No one can follow it down through the ages without realizing that the whole purpose of existence is growth. Life is dynamic - not static. It is ever moving forward - not standing still. The one unpardonable sin of nature is to stand still, to stagnate. It is for men and women who are not ready to stand still, who refuse to cease to grow, that this book is written. It will give you a clearer understanding of your own potentialities, show you how to work with and take advantage of the infinite energy all about you.

Today's subject is "your supreme dominion". As a man does not possess it, or he does not know that he possesses it, for he certainly is not exercising it. As we hear in the very first chapter of the book of Genesis, "And God made man in His own image, in the image of God made He him. He made them male and female, and God blessed them." And God said unto them, "Be fruitful and multiply, and replenish the Earth, and subdue it, and have dominion over all the fish of the sea and all the fowls of the air, and every moving thing that moves upon the Earth.

God is the great artist, and there is no artistry so lovely as that which perfects itself in the making of its image. God has but one consuming objective, and that is to make you into his image, that you may reflect and radiate his glory. On this level, however, God exists as the human imagination, for the human imagination is the divine body called the Lord Jesus.

The unknown author of the Book of Luke (like all the others) wrote only of his own experiences. Turning to his disciplined mind in self-contemplation, he is Jesus turning to his disciples and saying: "Scripture must be fulfilled in me. All that is written about me must be fulfilled." Beginning with Moses and the prophets, and the psalms he interpreted to them in all the scriptures the things concerning himself. And they said to one another, "Did not our hearts burn while he opened to us the scriptures?"

An elderly Blackfeet warrior tells the story of his youth, when his tribe owned and lived free on the great plains at the foot of the Rocky Mountains. During those days of freedom and plenty, they hunted the vast herds of buffalo, worshipped their ancient gods, and sought glory in war parties against their traditional tribal enemies. In order to achieve his adulthood in the tribe, Little Otter must face the dangerous vision quest to find his sacred helper and then risk death as a member of a daring war party. Most of all, though, Little Otter wants to become a Sun priest.

Reynold A. Nicholson has done us all in the English speaking world a wonderful service by translating from the original Persian much of Rumi's writings. The following excerpted poems provide a glimpse into the heart and mind of the one world's greatest mystic poets. It is my hope that a new cadre of listeners will be moved and touched by Rumi's poems, which each have a universal import that transcends both religion and cultural boundaries.

The soul must be eternal. Why? In the first place we see that the soul is not matter. It is neither a gross body, nor a fine body, which we call mind or thought. It is neither a physical body, nor what in Christianity is called a spiritual body. It is the gross body and the spiritual body that are liable to change. The gross body is liable to change almost every minute and dies, but the spiritual body endures through long periods, until one becomes free, when it also falls away.

Fresh from West Point, Second Lieutenant Marcus Cavanaugh arrives with a platoon of recruits from the East into territory seething with Indian trouble. Two Eagles and his renegade band of Cheyenne warriors have broken the peace, raiding railroad crews and wagon trains, slaughtering men, women, and children, then disappearing into the hills. Scouting for Two Eagles' war party, Cavanaugh, at last, discovers their winter village, barely escaping with his life to report back to the fort. But nothing in his military training has prepared him for the danger he encounters.

Although only a few are teaching this wonderful principle at the present time, many others will follow; and because the Christian world believes in a man, this question will be asked over and over: "Do you not believe that a man called Jesus Christ walked the earth?" It is my hope that I will be able to clarify this point for you. Listen to these words from scripture: "You will know the truth and the truth shall set you free. Thy Word is truth." And speaking of Jesus Christ: "His name shall be called the Word of God."

T. Lobsang Rampa, mystic, sage, and student of the astral, offers another of his profound dissertations on the psychic world. Here he foretells the disasters and happenings of the future - the events to come that will purify and evolve a new cycle of life on Earth.

I think you know how thrilled I am to be back here, for this is the one platform that grants me complete freedom. You know that. Dr. Bailes has never once restricted me or even suggested any condition. He gives me complete freedom of this platform, and for that I am really very happy, for I couldn't be here unless he did.

Trying to recover from the grief over the death of his wife, Cade McCall settles in Dodge City, "Hell on the Plains". While drunk, Cade loses the saloon that he owns in partnership with Jeter Willis, rupturing a friendship that had stood for years. Caught up in the infamy of lawlessness and gun slinging that is Dodge City, Cade fights the battle against his own despair, and against the Slater Brothers who are trying to take over the town.

I doubt if there is any subject on which clear thinking is more rare than the imagination. The word itself is made to serve all kinds of ideas, many of them directly opposed to one another. But here this morning I hope to convince you that this is the redeeming power in man. This is the power spoken of in the Bible as the Second Man, "the Lord from Heaven". This is the same power personified for us as a man called Christ Jesus.

Schultz States: "Camping one time with Black Elk, he told me this tale of the Dreadful River Cave. I never attempted to enter the cave, but how many, many times I have paused at the foot of its falls, watching...." Adopted Blackfeet tribe member James Willard Schultz relates the surprising story as told to him by Chief Black Elk. Schultz was one of the last of the old frontiersmen and Indian fighters... He joined a tribe of Blackfeet Indians and for years roamed with them over the buffalo-covered plains.

Many of us are starting to become tired of this game of life. We have been comparing and striving all our life. But no matter how much success we have achieved - we are still hollow and still have found nothing fulfilling. We don’t even know if happiness exists because it is no longer a living thing in our experience - it has become dead, as we only know it as a concept or memory. We have sought self-help advice, philosophies, and religious teachings to transform ourselves, but have not gotten anywhere.