Well, the “you” in which is Jesus Christ is David, you. In you is Jesus Christ. When Jesus Christ wakes in you it’s I am…it’s you waking. But he wakes in you that which you think yourself to be. That which you think yourself to be is the David. But remember, the drama is not taking place in flesh and blood; it’s taking place in the soul of man. The soul of man that is animating all that is David…it’s something that makes the body alive. In that that dreams it, the being that is dreaming it, is God who is Jesus Christ. Now, if I became this body and it refused to obey my will, it isn’t David. It must obey my will. So “I have found in David the son of Jesse a man after my own heart, who will do all my will” . So I come into the world and I think that you are terrible, well, I’ve got to see in you the terror or he hasn’t done my will. I come into the world and I see you are lovely, and I see you are lovely then he’s done my will, because everything that I imagine it must do. So when I imagine that you are successful then you must become successful, he’s done my will. Because no one sees me; I am Spirit, I am Spirit invisible to mortal eye. But when I actually assume that this is so-and-so and that is so-and-so, it must become so-and-so for it to do my will. But man not knowing his own imaginal acts, he denies that he is doing the things that he reaps in the world. He’s totally unaware of his own harvest and denies that he had anything to do with it. You hear it from numberless lips, “Why should this happen to me?” And you say, “Well, why shouldn’t it?” “Well, look here, I’m a good person.” “By whose standards?” They will tell you, “I’m so good, I’m so kind and I’m so wonderful.” They’ll give you all this praise for themselves. That’s all right…so they’re making all these claims, and then something happens. A lady wrote me from Florida the other day. She had the crust to rewrite the Book of Revelation. So she gave me a copy of it and it was just trash, nonsense beyond nonsense. Well, her husband died at the age of eighty-four and she wondered, “Why should this happen to me?” Meaning that she rewrote the Book of Revelation and she is a very wise person, a very kind person, a great teacher. Well, what can you say to a person like that? How can you answer her letter without offending? “Why should it happen to me?” Now she’ll turn right around and become an atheist because he died at eighty-four. She told me in New York City only four years ago the man is eighty-four, so he was then eighty, and she was telling me of his physical and sexual power. At the age of eighty, “Just imagine Neville that he is just as though he were forty…” and I am wondering am I in an insane institution or not? She is thinking of the sexual power of a man eighty and she is my senior in years, and you wrote Revelation, that you dare to change the Word of God! And you think of a man eighty who satisfies you at eighty and you are now seventy, what on earth are you two doing? It took place in my lobby in the hotel in New York City. She came on a Sunday morning and she had to see me. I went down stairs to see her—Bill wasn’t dressed for anyone to come upstairs to our room—so I went downstairs and spent an hour. I wondered, really, if I’d come into some insane institution. And she’s teaching “the truth”…she has her own center in Florida. He was teaching music. As she told me all these things, I wondered what am I here for? Here is a sheer waste of one beautiful hour; I could be upstairs sitting in a robe. I had to get up early and shave and come downstairs to hear that nonsense. If I told her that in heaven that man is above the organization of sex, she’d drop dead! What, no sex in heaven? She wouldn’t want that at all. I said, no there’s no sex in heaven as you understand sex, but there is a creativity that makes sex as we understand it look like nothing. There is an emotion and a thrill that takes anything here that we call sex and makes it look like a little fizz. That’s the thrill of creation in heaven compared to what we think the thrill is here. But if you told her that in the resurrection men are above the organization of sex, she wouldn’t want it, and she would close the book. Then she writes me that he died at eighty-four, so what? So he died…now he finds himself twenty and more virile than ever.783 ¶36