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ture, Mirage of the Desert, and other cognate physiological 
states, are all instances of the same cerebro-cosmic exalta¬ 
tions, and Mount Tabor-like transfigurations, 
Fichte’s announcement at the close of one of his lectures 
at Jena, “ Gentlemen, to-morrow I shall create God,” and 
Schiller’s lines in his Life and the Ideal , “ With Man’s resist¬ 
ance [to Reason] vanishes also the Majesty of God,” all bear 
witness to the fact that percepts and concepts—emanations 
of the Self—form our entire universe. So that, instead of 
being the offspring in the domain of Consciousness, outside 
which is taboo, we really are the Parent of Deity. 
On that neo-nominalist world-scheme—a view thoroughly 
verified by the records of all Religions from Serpent Worship 
to Jehovah, Jove, or Lord Jesus—Divinities are made in the 
image of their worshippers, not vice versa . Autocentric 
Solipsism is well illustrated by the Brahman saying that 
“ Bralim looking round can see nothing but himself,” or, to 
come nearer home, by the inscription on the monument of 
Sir Cli. Wren, in St. Paul’s Cathedral, “ Si monumentum 
quceris circumspice ; ” or by what ought to have been the answer 
of the Neo-Materialist savants to Napoleon on the passage to 
Egypt, when he extended his arm to the Orient Stars, and 
fancied to foil them by asking who made all that. The real 
answer, on this plane of thought, ought to have been : 
“ Yourself. What you see is a vision of your own." Later 
in life he objected to Laplace’s exclusion of Divinity from his 
system, to which the great geometer replied, differing thus 
in toto from Newton : “I have no need for that supposition.” 
I hope I have now made the philosophical esoterism of 
Miss Naden intelligible to all—never numerous, especially in 
un-ideal England—serious enquirers. It may all be 
summed up in the postulate that perception and conception, 
or, in one word, Thought or Idea, is an organic function, 
which, like all other natural offices, every one must perform 
for himself. To him, or her, who realises this necessity, 
the whole burden of my exposition is clear. Egomet ipse 
must be the universal “ I am.” When Bacon blames men for 
spinning webs, like spiders, out of their own entrails, he failed 
utterly to see through the problem. Man can do nothing 
else. The cerebral cortex is a viscus, and out of it proceed 
the issues of life and death, or what is the same, our con¬ 
sciousness of the former, of which the latter is only the priva¬ 
tive. To myself the above canon covers the whole position. 
But, before closing, I may append additional concrete 
anatomical evidence, extracted from Dr. R. A. Lundie’s recent 
contributions to the more recondite optical Anatomy, under 
