THE WORLD in its wickedness halts, trembling upon the brink of an abyss of darkness. Those who deal in lechery and fornication cling to the materials comprising their loathsome wares, and go about hawking them, hoping to draw others into the maelstrom of that poisonous cauldron which pollutes all who touch it.

It is these, half human, half beasts, urged on by the darkest of spirits, who lure the innocent from their pathway and dye the wicked blacker.

It is these who scorn those things of brightness and cleanliness, of decency and Godliness, who seek to perjure the pure and laud the wicked.

It is these who are building the bulwark behind which all the demons of evil and darkness may hide, then come forth at opportune moments to draw into their nets those who listen to their subtle suggestions that tempt them from the straight paths of righteousness.

These demons of darkness draw ever nearer, whispering words of encouragement to those who dream of power, of aggression, sneering at the little qualms of conscience that slip into the minds of those who hesitate at the wholesale slaughter of innocents.

Knowing their days upon earth are numbered, these forces of darkness are mobilizing their hosts, seeking to wreck such destruction as they can upon everything they can touch. Starvation, misery, slaughter, and besmirched morals are left by the scorching breath of these Decadent ones; for know you, Brethren, this vast army of Black Forces is composed of those who were once God’s children; who once were pure in spirit, but through weakness listened to the silver words of the Master of Byways, and followed in his wake, and following found the going sweet, and drinking of the beady cup of sinful adventure turned not away, but drank more deeply, until intoxicated, tasting not the aloes at the bottom of the cup; and so continued upon that dark journey that leads ultimately to the destruction of the soul.

Those who follow in these sinful paths pass on into the nether world, but still cling to the haunts they have known, and seek to draw all they can into them, that they may enjoy a vicarious thrill from the victims they enthrall.

Mistake not the power of these dark forces, Oh Brethren; they linger about the pest holes of the earth, working to draw any and all into their toils. How many of you know those who seem obsessed, driven by powers outside of themselves, and as these victims allow themselves to become obsessed, so they lose their identity and slowly but surely lose the semblance of that personality which was theirs.

It is thus, too, with those who listen to the call of those spirits of Good, who once shut out the walls of darkness about them and bring Christ Love into their hearts. But those thoughts of evil which you put forth go out, reverberate and come flocking back to you, jarring your equilibrium and your serenity, taking away from your poise.

Those thoughts and prayers of kindliness and beauty which you send out go on an Ark of Light that ever widens, illumines and glows like the tail of a comet as they travel beautiful and blessed to those to whom they are directed.

It is prayers we need, Oh Brethren, unselfish prayers and true desire for the betterment of all of earth’s byways, for the drawing into the fold of those departed ones who are earthbound, and go wandering about haunting all who will let them in.

These dark ones work together, hoping to undermine all of civilization, all that the beauty and purity of Christ Love has brought forth.

This thing must not come to pass! To all who read these words we say: Unite in your prayers for universal Brotherhood, for universal Peace, and for universal Love.

Give a portion of each day to send forth the Light of Love, for Love is the God Light, the Spirit within you, and you can fan it and develop it that it glows and flames and can be felt by any who come near. Draw on this flame; ask for help and guidance from those kindly spirits which this flame attracts, and build such a wall of impenetrable Light and Beauty that no creature of dark haunts dare come near. Then that death on Golgotha’s Hill shall not have been in vain!

How, ask you, can one know these evil powers when they come one’s way?

Deep within the heart of man is the Soul, the Inner Man, that Power God gave him in the beginning, which has been his through Eternity and will always abide with him, if he does not abuse it until it leaves him. Upon this Soul he, the man, can call, and be answered and directed. Always there is that inner voice, commonly called conscience, which speaks, making itself heard above the most clamorous of lascivious voices, and if listened to will lead any man aright.

It is the stilling of this voice, the drowning of it, and the following of the traitorous call of the voice of evil, which starts men upon the tortuous road which leads to destruction—that same road where went those ancient Egyptians, of whose culture there remains only an echo, that road where followed the glamorous Phoenician Kings, and the magnificent legions of Ancient Rome.

Mark you, my Brethren, those all but forgotten people, and the countless others here unnamed, will have a counterpart in today’s world, if men do not awaken from their lethargy and call upon the Legions of Light to help them to vanquish the Demons of Darkness.

As men listen to these Demons of Darkness, and think and dream of things unholy, their thoughts take form and enlarge, and keep growing one upon the other, feeding orchid-like upon the mind which creates them, until that mind is obsessed by them and no other thoughts can creep in. Thus an avenue is opened for all manner of evil ones to traverse close to earth’s byways and to thrust their personalities upon the mind of the obsessed one, driving him into madness, keeping from him those spirits whose influence would be good; and finally, unless some untoward event occurs which drives the licentious troop away, he is driven to destruction.

It is the massing of this evil which has destroyed those ancient civilizations of which we find only a trace. It is these that will destroy ours unless first we destroy them.

Dearly Beloved:

Drive from your midst those who would destroy your freedom, jeopardize your homes, and turn your children into immoral scamps. The responsibility is yours, and asking, help will be given; but act you must ere in the avalanche of coming events you too will be destroyed.

Be you ever alert for the enemy who walks without your doors. Barricade them well, put oil in your lamps of faith and live in the name of the Lord thy God.—Amen.

—Through Mary and Marta—Oregon.