God. The subtle music of that sphere is drowned by the clatter of the
lower bodies as the most exquisite notes of the V[=i][n.][=a] are lost
in the crude harsh sound of the harmonium. The Voice of the Silence can
only be heard in the silence, and all the desires of the heart must be
paralysed ere can arise in the tranquillity of senses and mind, the
glorious majesty of the Self. Only in the desert of loneliness rises
that Sun in all His glory, for all objects that might cloud His dawning
must vanish; only "when half-Gods go," does God arise. Even the outer
God must hide, ere the Inner God can manifest; the cry of agony of the
Crucified must be wrung from the tortured lips; "My God, my God, why
hast _Thou_ forsaken me?" precedes the realisation of the God
within.

Through this all Mystics pass who are needed for great service in the
world, those whom Mr. Bagshot so acutely calls "materialised Mystics".
The Mystics who find God outside themselves are the "unmaterialised"
Mystics, and they serve the world in the ways above mentioned; but the
other, as Mr. Bagshot points out, transmute their mystic thought into
"practical energy," and these become the most formidable powers known in
the physical world. All that is based on injustice, fraud and wrong may
well tremble when one of these arises, for the Hidden God has become
manifest, and who may bar His way?

Such Mystics wear none of the outer signs of the "religious"--their
renunciation is within, not without, there is no parade of outer
holiness, no outer separation from the world; Janaka the King,
K[r.][s.]h[n.]a the Warrior-Statesman, are of these; clothed in cotton
cloth or cloth of gold, it matters not; poor or rich, it boots not;
failing or succeeding, it is naught, for each apparent failure is the
road to fuller success, and both are their servants, not their masters;