Happiness is the final achievement of the human soul. Perfect
happiness can only come as the result of absolute at-one-ment with God,
the divine will, and in this conforming there is no loss of
personality, or of individuality; it only rounds out the soul into its
godlike completeness. It is unimaginable that there should come loss
of any attribute of the soul on its way up to the rendez-vous with its
Parent, God. Rather, that its powers should increase in every possible
direction with use, in conformity with divine law. This is the only
true happiness.
The ideals of happiness cherished by men take in an immensely wide
range, and bring into action all the peculiar attributes of the
composite natures of man. The brutal instinct cries out: "Kill! kill!"
Bloodsheding is its ravishing delight. When it arrives at a point
where it may not destroy its fellows, the whole created animal
kingdom--including woman--is its prey. Wars and rumors of wars will
never cease on this planet until humanity at large develops out of this
grade which expects to find happiness in the exercise of its very
lowest, primitive instincts.
Further along in the line of the evolution of the soul, ideals of
happiness pursued by man are simply futile and childish; the awakening
to a realization of this is a commonplace, world-wide experience, and
only repeated embodiments can purge the soul, educate the minds of men,
and turn their attention to the only true and lasting ideals of
happiness.