To say more could only be to elaborate the memory with knowledge
that came later, and thus to distort the first simple and profound
impression. I merely wish to present, as it occurred, the picture of
this wizard face appearing suddenly above the horizon of my small
schoolboy world, staring with that deep suggestion of having travelled
down upon me from immense distances _behind_, bringing fugitive and
ghostly sensations of things known long ago, and hinting very faintly,
as I have tried to describe, of vanished pains and alarms--yet of
sufferings so ancient that to touch them even with the tenderest of
words is to make them crumble into dust and disappear.
CHAPTER II
“_‘Body,’ observes Plotinus, ‘is the true river of Lethe.’
The memory of definite events in former lives can hardly come
easily to a consciousness allied with brain.... Bearing in mind
also that even our ordinary definite memories slowly become
indefinite, and that most drop altogether out of notice, we
shall attach no importance to the naïve question, ‘Why does not
Smith remember who he was before?’ It would be an exceedingly
strange fact if he did, a new Smith being now in evidence along
with a new brain and nerves. Still, it is conceivable that such
remembrances occasionally arise. Cerebral process, conscious or
subconscious, is psychical._”--“Individual and Reality” (E. D.
Fawcett).
Looking back upon this entrance, not from the present long interval
of twenty years, but from a point much nearer to it, and consequently
more sympathetically in touch with my own youth, I must confess that
his presence--his arrival, as it seemed--threw a momentary clear light
of electric sharpness upon certain “inner scenery” that even at this
period of my boyhood was already beginning to fade away into dimness
and “mere imagining.” Which brings me to a reluctant confession I feel
bound to make. I say “reluctant,” because at the present time I feel
intellectually indisposed to regard that scenery as real. Its origin I
know not; its reality at the time I alone can vouch for. Many children
have similar experiences, I believe; with myself it was exceptionally
vivid.
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