By 2930, A. D., the keenest minds of philosophical, metaphysical, religious and scientific thought had reached the realization that all channels lead but to the same goal--Understanding. The many divergent factors, the ancient differing schools of philosophy and metaphysics, the supposedly irreconcilable viewpoints of religion and science--all this was recognized merely to be man's limitation of intellect. These were gropings along different paths, all leading to the same destination; divergent paths at the start, but coming together as the goal of Understanding was approached; so that the travelers upon each path were near enough together to laugh and hail each other with: "But I thought that you were very far away and going wrongly!" And so, in 2930, the conception of Space and Time and the Great Cosmos was this: In the Beginning there was a void of Nothingness. A Timeless, Spaceless Nothingness. And in it came a Thought. A purposeful Thought--all pervading, all wise, all knowing. Let us call It Divinity. And It filled the void. "We are such stuff as dreams are made of...." Do you in my Time of 1935 and thereabouts, have difficulty realizing such a statement? It is at once practical, religious, and scientific. We are, religiously, merely the Thought of an Omniscient Divinity. Scientifically, we are the same: by the year 1935, physicists had delved into the composition of Matter, and divided and divided. Matter thus became imponderable, intangible--electrical. Until, at the last, within the last nucleus of the last electron, we found only a _force_. A movement--vibration--a vortex. A whirlpool of what? Of Nothingness! A vibration of Divine Thought--nothing more--built up and up to reach you and me! That is the science of it. * * * * * In the Beginning there was Eternal Divinity. Eternal! But that implies Time? Something Divinely Everlasting. Thus, into the void came Time. And now, if carefully you will ponder it, I am sure that once and for all quite suddenly and forcefully will come to you the true conception of Time--something Everlasting--an Infinity of Divine existence, Everlasting. It is _not_ something which changes. _Not_ something which moves, or flows or passes. This is where our consciousness leads us astray, like the child on a train who conceives that the landscape is sliding past. Time is an unmoving, unchanging Divine Force--the force which holds events separate, the Eternal Scroll upon which the Great Creator wrote Everything. And this was the Creation: everything planned and set down upon the scroll of Time--forever. The birth of a star, its lifetime, its death; your birth, and mine; your death, and mine--all are there. Unchanging.