Helena Petrovna Blavatsky,
The Voice Of The Silence/Fragment I The Voice Of The Silence
(1889)
“ The unwary Soul that fails to grapple with the mocking demon of illusion, will return to earth the slave of Mara.Behold the Hosts of Souls. Watch how they hover o'er the stormy sea of human life, and how exhausted, bleeding, broken-winged, they drop one after other on the swelling waves. Tossed by the fierce winds, chased by the gale, they drift into the eddies and disappear within the first great vortex.If through the Hall of Wisdom, thou would'st reach the Vale of Bliss, Disciple, close fast thy senses against the great dire heresy of Separateness that weans thee from the rest. ”
