Washingtons writings on the future!

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I would like to read Washington's letters on the future of this planet. I was

not able to find,

can someone forward!

 

Sat Nam

 

Verna

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NOTE: The following was originally published by Wesley Bradshaw in the

National Review, Vol. 4, No. 12, December 1880.

 

 

The last time I ever saw Anthony Sherman was on July 4, 1859, in

Independence Square. He was then 99 years old, and becoming very feeble.

But though so old, his dimming eyes rekindled as he gazed upon Independence

Hall, which he came to visit once more.

 

 

“Let us go into the hall,†he said. “I want to tell you an incident of

Washington’s life - one which no one alive knows of except myself; and, if

you live, you will before long, see it verified.

 

 

“From the opening of the Revolution we experienced all phases of fortune,

now good and now ill; one time victorious and another conquered. The

darkest period we had, I think, was when Washington, after several

reverses, retreated to Valley Forge, where he resolved to spend the winter

of 1777. Ah! I have often seen our dear commander’s care-worn cheeks, as he

would be conversing with a confidential officer about the condition of his

poor soldiers. You have doubtless heard the story of Washington’s going to

the thicket to pray. Well, it was not only true, but he used often to pray

in secret for aid and comfort from God, the interposition of whose Divine

Providence brought us safely through the darkest days of tribulation.

 

 

“One day, I remember well, the chilly winds whistled through the leafless

trees, though the sky was cloudless and the sun shone brightly, he remained

in his quarters nearly all the afternoon alone. When he came out, I noticed

that his face was a shade paler than usual, and there seemed to be

something on his mind of more than ordinary importance. Returning just

after dusk, he dispatched an orderly to the quarters of the officer I

mention who was presently in attendance. After a preliminary conversation

of about half an hour, Washington, gazing upon his companion with that

strange look of dignity which he alone could command said to the latter:

 

 

“‘I do not know whether it is owing to anxiety of my mind, or what, but

this afternoon, as I was sitting at this table engaged in preparing a

dispatch, something seemed to disturb me. Looking up, I beheld standing

opposite me a singularly beautiful female. So astonished was I, for I had

given strict orders not to be disturbed, that it was some moments before I

found language to inquire the cause of her presence. A second, a third, and

even a fourth time did I repeat my question, but received no answer from my

mysterious visitor except a slight raising of her eyes.

 

 

“‘Presently I heard a voice saying, “Son of the Republic, look and

learn,â€

while at the same time my visitor extended her arm eastwardly. I now beheld

a heavy white vapor at some distance rising fold upon fold. This gradually

dissipated, and I looked upon a strange scene. Before me lay spread out in

one vast plain all the countries of the world---Europe, Asia, Africa, and

America. I saw rolling and tossing, between Europe and America, the billows

of the Atlantic, and between Asia and America lay the Pacific.

 

 

“‘“Son of the Republic,†said the same mysterious voice as before,

“look

and learn.†At that moment I beheld a dark, shadowy being, like an angel,

standing, or rather floating, in the hollow air, between Europe and

America. Dipping water out of the ocean in the hollow of each hand, he

sprinkled some upon America with his right hand while with his left hand he

cast some on Europe. Immediately a cloud raised from these countries and

joined in mid-ocean. For a while it remained stationary, and then moved

slowly westward, until it enveloped America in its murky folds. Sharp

flashes of lightning gleamed through it at intervals, and I heard the

smothered groans and cries of the American people.

 

 

“‘A second time the angel dipped water from the ocean, and sprinkled it out

as before. The dark cloud was then drawn back to the ocean, in whose

heaving billows it sank from view. A third time I heard the mysterious

voice saying, “Son of the Republic, look and learn.†I cast my eyes upon

America and beheld villages and towns and cities springing up one after

another until the whole land, from the Atlantic to the Pacific, was dotted

with them. Again I head the mysterious voice say, “Son of the Republic, the

end of the century cometh, look and learn.â€

 

 

 “‘At this the dark shadowy angel turned his face southward, and from

Africa I saw an ill-omened spectre approach our land. It flitted slowly

over every town and city of the latter. The inhabitants presently set

themselves in battle array against each other. As I continued looking, I

saw a bright angel, on whose brow rested a crown of light, on which was

traced the word “Union,†bearing the American flag which he placed between

the divided nation, and said, “Remember ye are brethren.†Instantly, the

inhabitants casting from them their weapons became friends once more, and

united around the National Standard.

 

 

“‘And again I heard the mysterious voice saying, “Son of the Republic,

look

and learn.†At this, the dark, shadowy angel placed a trumpet to his mouth

and blew three distinct blasts; and taking water from the ocean, he

sprinkled it upon Europe, Asia, and Africa. Then my eyes beheld a fearful

scene. From each of these countries arose thick, black clouds that were

soon joined into one. And throughout this mass, there gleamed a dark red

light by which I saw hordes of armed men, who, moving with the cloud,

marched by land and sailed by sea to America, which country was enveloped

in the volume of cloud. And I dimly saw these vast armies devastate the

whole country, and burn the villages, towns and cities that I beheld

springing up.

 

 

“‘As my ears listened to the thundering of the cannon, clashing of swords,

and the shouts and cries of millions in mortal combat., I again heard the

mysterious voice saying, “Son of the Republic, look and learn.†When the

voice had ceased, the dark shadowy angel placed his trumpet once more to

his mouth, and blew a long and fearful blast.

 

 

“‘Instantly a light as of a thousand suns shone down from above me, and

pierced and broke into fragments the dark cloud which enveloped America. At

the same moment the angel upon whose head still shone the word “Union,†and

who bore our national flag in one hand and a sword in the other, descended

from the heavens attended by legions of white spirits. These immediately

joined the inhabitants of America, who I perceived were well-nigh overcome,

but who immediately taking courage again closed up their broken ranks and

renewed the battle. Again, amid the fearful noise of the conflict, I heard

the mysterious voice saying, “Son of the Republic, look and learn.â€

 

 

“‘As the voice ceased, the shadowy angel for the last time dipped water

from the ocean and sprinkled it upon America. Instantly the dark cloud

rolled back, together with the armies it had brought, leaving the

inhabitants of the land victorious.

 

 

“‘Then once more I beheld the villages, towns and cities, springing up

where I had seen them before, while the bright angel, plating the azure

standard he had brought in the midst of them, cried with a loud voice:

“While the stars remain, and the heavens send down dew upon the earth, so

long shall the Union last.†And taking from his brow the crown on which was

blazoned the word “Union,†he placed it upon the Standard, while the

people, kneeling down, said “Amen.â€

 

 

“‘The scene instantly began to fade and dissolve, and I at last saw nothing

but the rising, curling vapor I at first beheld. This also disappearing, I

found myself once more gazing upon the mysterious visitor, who in the same

voice I had heard before, said, “Son of the Republic, what you have seen is

thus interpreted. Three great perils will come upon the Republic. The most

fearful is the third.â€

 

 

“(The comment on his word ‘third’ is: The help against the THIRD peril

comes in the shape of Divine assistance; passing which, the whole world

united shall not prevail against her. Let every child of the Republic learn

to live for his God, his land and Union.)â€

 

 

 “‘With these words the vision vanished, and I started from my seat and

felt that I had seen a vision wherein had been shown me the birth,

progress, and destiny of the UNITED STATES.â€

 

 

 “Such, my friends,†concluded the venerable narrator, “were the words I

heard from Washington’s own lips, and America will do well to profit by

them.â€

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Dear Verna, Sat Nam --

You can find this document on the Kundalini Yoga website

(this group) in the " Files " section on the left sidebar, which will

take you to Kundalini-Yoga. The

file you want is called " George Washington's Vision.pdf. " You can

download it from there.

 

Blessings,

Krishna Singh

 

Kundalini-Yoga , " Verna " <moongoddess57 wrote:

>

> I would like to read Washington's letters on the future of this

planet. I was not able to find,

> can someone forward!

>

> Sat Nam

>

> Verna

>

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