Until lately the soul deadening work of groping about in decaying matter in search of the ways of life held a strange fascination for the medical mind. It seemed bent upon staring at the flight of life, just as if it could thus find the clue to its constructive activities. Latterly biology has changed this somewhat, but not enough to overcome its saddening consequences. The sera are the fruit of pathologically minded biologists. No clear thinking brain viewing life and health as a continuously regenerative process, could be guilty of such specious reasoning. It is certainly a fine illustrations of how materialism may become the mother of spiritual involution and its dire progeny negation.
If we call to mind that ultimate good can never be born of evil, we will not allow ourselves to be enslaved into looking callously upon vivisection, injecting dead sera into a live blood stream or converting our public schools into experimental laboratories.
If such practices carried only the wished-for results forward, the case would be bad enough, but each one is inevitably accompanied by heterogeneous elements whose ultimation cannot be foreseen. It is especially deplorable because the divine harmony of human life is thus rudely broken into. What was it the master said about entering in by some other way than the door? May I also ask who among you wishes to thus aid in propagating animalistic cell impressions, made by adding tissues of a lower order; to your own?.
Life advances by burning to ashes what it appropriates, and we must either thus live toward a higher plane of development or perish miserably in the rushing, roaring torrent of a discordant materialism, never so menacing as it is today. If the middle ages looked up to the stars for guidance, until recently we have mushed on the trial of disease through cadavers. If the secrets of the heavens were too occult for a former age, this one has not discovered the ways of life by raking over the cold ashes of her dead camp-fires.
What further fatuity will overtake us is hard to say, only this we know, man is full of follies and never more so than when he lays aside principles for expediency. The shameful mistakes of medicine can all be laid to lack of foresight in this respect. What of its boasted rationalism now? Is it as it should be, an understanding of principles, or just messing around amongst facts, with an occasional find; just enough to lead into still another delusion?.
If we would learn to really know this thing called truth, we cannot make much permanent progress by first of all laying hold of it amidst the swiftly and ever elusive changes of matter, but we must first see the unity and divinity in all things and then judge results by their conformity thereto. This means a grasp of the laws which uniformly govern both abstract and concrete things and a discarding of all that fails to harmonize with them. It also means that they do not reverse themselves by passing from a higher to a lower phase of action and that which is contrary to them can, at best, be but apparently true and not really beneficial in the end.
In treating sick people the atmosphere charged by the mind of the patient and which the acute physician senses at once, governs much that he outwardly sees, and must be taken fully into account, if we wish to do the best possible work. It is here that pure homoeopathy is far superior to every other form of treatment and the great beauty of it is, that every new scientific development only adds strength to its already commanding prestige.
Whenever we look upon diseases as entities instead of expressions of condition, our pathway soon turns into blind alleys at best, or ever more dangerous ways. Particular disease phases are the real things we are looking into and as these vortices of action move swiftly before our eyes, close observation is the only means by which we may hope to understand and then control them. Just as soon as we begin to sort them into classes our minds are involuntarily colored by their very designations and we begin to look at them through colored glasses, greatly to the prejudice of the patient and our own embarrassment.
The manner in which sickness advances step by step, be the time long or very brief, is of the highest import, as its evolution always has its own characteristic movement and is peculiar to each individual case, this is the real key to the case and must be searched for and disentangled from amongst a mass of non- essentials, if we would do more than chase symptoms from part to part, but never cure.
We cannot be said to cure, unless each patient feels the vigor of returning health surging within him urging him to activity. A mere recovery which allows innate vitality to slowly recuperate itself, is not a cure in any sense of the term. That is what divides us.