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 enter into or assume all the creative energies of God, and could pervade all epochs. If it were perfect in the reception of the divine wisdom, it would see the past, the present and the future as one.

Our imperfection is the pledge of our immortality, our progress, our happiness, as well as the ground of our consciousness itself.

The poet understood all this, who said:

There is spiritual as well as physical impenetrability. It is our individuality, our identity. Each soul is a substance with specific qualities peculiarly its own, not to be displaced by any other soul or transmuted into it. Therefore it produces times and spaces peculiar to itself.

All things differ. No two trees are alike; no two leaves on a tree. No forms are ever precisely similar; no two thoughts; no two affections; no two human faces; no two spirits. Hence the infinity of the spiritual and natural universes, and the boundlessness of times and spaces both here and hereafter.

As all things differ, every state of affection and