A friend who is here tonight wrote me this letter. He said, “While sitting in the Silence here recently I mapped out exactly what I wanted. It would depend upon hearing a certain voice say something to me, which would imply that I had what I desired…I had to hear that voice. And so, when we went into the Silence, I listened attentively for that voice, and I heard exactly what I wanted to hear as I had predetermined…which, by the way,” said he, “has already manifested. It’s all done. But when I came out having heard the voice, I waited for you to start lecturing. For in that Silence, following what I did, I had seen in my Silence a certain panel door and I was curious and wondered what is behind that door? So waiting for you to start the lecture my curiosity was answered, for the door opened and out came a white pig.” Now, said he, “Does it have any significance? ”175 ¶3