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naeus has it, so stupendous, so adorable that we perforce
must worship it, and for the sake of comprehensive brevity call it God, omnipotent, omniscient, omnipresent God!
Monotheism and pantheism comprehended and compressed
into one, of whom we are part and parcel, but at which
sublime conception our irreverent thoughts sometimes
rebel, for that would make God participant in our crimes, our follies, our fallacies, which queries have often been
mooted. But relevant queries which often have worried me individually, I will reluctancy note down : Is this our omnipresent Godhead also manifest in the grotesque, the
comic, the irrational, the abnormal and kindred things?
I can understand the Godhead using crime and folly in all their phases and shades to school our free will, but how
about some of those other qualities and conditions, just
enumerated —how about the grotesque and the innocently
comical? Well, yes, we are forced to admit the omnipresence of "the incomprehensible original motive power,"
even in all those things, for God cannot help himself (so to speak without irreverence) from being omnipresent, for He is all in all, nothing whatever can exist outside of Him, or It, or Us, call it whatever you may, for "Spirit"
is God, the intelligent force is here within us, about us, that cannot be refuted, and the conviction makes me feel that I may be perfectly justified in enjoying the grotesque,
the comic, aye, even the follies of the world, when viewed
from the right standpoint of innocent mirth or contemplative philosophy.
Returning to my friend, the spiritualist, to recount my frosted window investigations, I again quite unexpectedly lit upon another curious experience of ice tracings. I observed that on the small upper side-pane of the bay
window of the room in which his son slept, there was a
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