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”Why not strike down with the knife and kill me? Come now - ye cannot? Why do ye tremble?” Than He turned and faced the people. ”Men of the Kee-chee, I brine, to you a message from the God who has no image He dwells beyond the rainbow He lives in the lava, moves in the oceans, breathes in the wind storm and made all things from ant to tiger. There are but two trails to follow. One is the Way Of My I Father and one is the Way Of f he Jungle. You have chosen to follow the latter. ”Think you there is power in that magic? That rock has only the power that you give it.” And whirling around I He picked up the now fallen long knife, the knife of sacrificing, and smashed it upon the face of the idol. ” That is how strong is your Law Of I he Jungle: the eat. or he eaten, kill or be tortured – death ends all and so let us forget it and obey the law of our stomachs! ”You think of yourselves as strong men who crush and take from a weaker neighbor. Stop and look down the vistas of history. Where are the nations who lived by the Jungle? Where is the world-encircling power of the Serpents? It was crushed by the flood of My Father’s making. Where are your strong men who lived by evil? They face judgment for breaking the Great Law of My Father, greater than all earthly precepts. ”That law is this: Love One Another.” |
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