This Dynamic World is visually beautiful and full of useful knowledge. The book makes plain what has been obscure. Long before our "New Age" of Aquarius or even the environmental evangelism of "an inconvenient truth," Charles Morgan, 91 year old "Hindu preacher" and "farmer philosopher," revealed the secrets of the last days. For instance, we learn that Levi Dowling brought forth the Akashic Record and Aquarian Gospel of Jesus Christ not in the 1960s, but in the 1860s. Long before the "planned community," "open space," or "green space," Charles Morgan postulated the "city in a building." From the dust bowl to today’s "drying of the west," this farmer said we farm too much and honor nature too little.This Dynamic World leads us to prophets from Moses to Edgar Cayce, thinkers from Plato to Confucius, scientists from Einstein to Hawking, and also spiritual masters like Paramahansa Yogananda, the first Hindu yogi in America and his disciple. In this book, we learn from saints like Paul and John on his isle of Patmos as well as from heavenly messengers (called by some angels, by others astral beings). We find God With Us (called by some Messiah, by others avatar).The book is a key to enlightenment on a spiritual level of existence in a planetary community for individual and worldwide salvation where we are all related and must relate to each other. This is the concept of "biorelativity." This Dynamic World calls us on a Worldwide Crusade for Biorelativity.This Dynamic World uses the "fabric of time" as a scientific basis for prophecy and the astral cycle of George King, Jeanne Dixon, and Ruth Montgomery. We embrace "good vibrations," "energy," meditation, and "yoga" but also the Word of God and the philosophies of men in a determination to take blessed action.

THIS DYNAMIC WORLD

By Charles W. Morgan

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Copyright © 2010 Charles W. Morgan
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ISBN: 978-1-4490-6716-8

Contents

Acknowledgement Of Sources......................................................................IxPreface To The Second Edition...................................................................XvIntroduction....................................................................................XviiChapter One Who Am I That I Should Proclaim These Things?.......................................1Chapter Two Premise And Testimony...............................................................29Chapter Three Creation And Evolution............................................................35Chapter Four Time...............................................................................39Chapter Five Space..............................................................................43Chapter Six Conflict Between Creation And Consumption; It Makes Complexity......................71Chapter Seven Dynamic Eras Of Creation..........................................................77Chapter Eight Dynamic Levels Of Being...........................................................83Chapter Nine Dynamic Activities Of Creation.....................................................87Chapter Ten Education...........................................................................93Chapter Eleven Government.......................................................................107Chapter Twelve Occupations......................................................................121Chapter Thirteen Communications.................................................................131Chapter Fourteen Religion.......................................................................135Chapter Fifteen The World Wide Crusade Of Biorelativity.........................................141Bibliography....................................................................................147

Chapter One

WHO AM I THAT I SHOULD PROCLAIM THESE THINGS?

THE EVOLUTION OF CHARLIE MORGAN

I am Charles W. Morgan and I am 92 years old. You might call me a hillbilly schoolteacher with big ideas. I began as a Lutheran Christian. Teaching was my joy but farming was how I provided for my beautiful family. The big events of my century plucked me out of the highlands of western Maryland and started 68 years of exposure to the whirling currents of this dynamic world. Human, humble, not mystical, not metaphysical experiences taught me to find happiness in the immaterial and the spiritual.

I am an odd sort to be proclaiming a plan for global salvation. I've lived most of my life in rural, western Maryland. I came off the farm to go to college. All my years as a schoolteacher, I still owned and operated a farm. For decades, my neighbors called me a "hillbilly schoolteacher." Recently, a man with whom I was discussing my book blurted out that I was a "Hindu preacher!" I guess he meant that I was explaining a doctrine very strange to my country and yet doing it in the familiar manner of a Christian fundamentalist preacher. Why can't a hillbilly schoolteacher that leaves his farm every day to go to work (except for when he goes off to war on another continent) assemble the best spiritual doctrines from around the world to come up with a plan for the salvation of our world? Jesus was a carpenter. Moses was a shepherd. Mohammed was a merchant. Paramahansa Yogananda was a college student. George King was a taxi driver. Confucius was a government consultant. Siddhartha, who became the Buddha, was a spoiled prince in a minor Indian kingdom.

LUTHERAN FARMBOY

I grew up believing that there is an omnipotent, omniscient, and omnipresent God. I still believe that. I believe that God loves us and loves his universal creation. God is good. "And God saw everything that he had made, and, behold, it was very good." (Genesis 1:31)

I was born in Wolfsville, Frederick County, Maryland, in 1918. I was raised on a farm nearby. Many of the people around there were German settlers from the early 1700's. They were Lutherans. My family, the Morgans, was mostly English. Morgan, of course, is Welsh. We had Germans in our line and I married a German. At any rate, I was raised Lutheran. I went to church every Sunday in a beautiful little Lutheran church with its spire reaching up above Wolfsville and visible from the country around town.

In church, I was taught Lutheran Catechism. I learned the Nicene Creed. I learned that God was omnipotent, omnipresent, and omniscient. I learned that God was one and yet three. There was God the father, who in some mysterious and miraculous way was born of a mortal woman as God the son, and there was God the Holy Ghost, who was the spirit of God that inspired and protected us, if we were of his holy elect.

I learned the doctrine of justification. Our minister said that we are saved from our sins by God's grace alone, through faith alone, because of Christ's merit alone. He told us that God made the world and people perfect, holy, and sinless. However, our first parents, Adam and Eve, chose to disobey God. They trusted themselves more than they trusted God. Because of this original sin, we would all go to hell, if it hadn't been for the graceful sacrifice of Jesus Christ on our behalf. If we have faith in Christ, we will be saved from eternal damnation and get an opportunity to go to heaven. We have to demonstrate our faith by being baptized, and by taking the communion of the Lord's supper.

If we do all these things, then our "old Man of sin" is dead and we are reborn into a spiritual and eternal life. We can only do all these things if we come to a knowledge of our sinful life and repent and receive forgiveness.

In addition to the Nicene Creed, I was also taught the Apostle's Creed, which says that if we repent of our sins, throw ourselves on the mercy of Christ, submit to baptism, and receive all the sacraments, then, finally, through his grace, we are predestined to be saved in heaven.

The minister at his pulpit on Sunday and at the head of our class in catechism on a weekday were impressive influences on a disciplined little farm boy. I noticed, however, that these doctrines in these religious acts focused on what I was supposed to do to be good. They didn't tell me what I was supposed to do to help other people to be good. They didn't tell me what I was supposed to feel in order to master my fears and deal with bad things around me. And there were bad things around me that made me afraid.

One of my first dramatic experiences occurred at the age of five, It was summer, 1923, wheat harvest time, and my father was sweating behind three horses on a binder when he told me to go to the house and get him a pack of chewing tobacco. Naturally, I obeyed, but on the return trip, at the bottom of a hill by our springhouse, curiosity got the better of me. What does it taste like, I wondered? So I wiggled a tiny sliver out of a folded corner of the pack and stuck it in my mouth. WOW! Into the springhouse I flew to wash out the sting from my tongue. How can my father stand to put a whole chunk of that poison into his cheek for hours? No wonder it keeps him awake and on the job. His mouth must be made of leather.

That was both the beginning and the end of any thought of nicotine addiction. I had nothing to do with tobacco, except for passive breathing of the smoke coming from people committing cigarette-suicide around me. After getting that one bitter taste, I can understand about the deaths, but the scope of the 500 billion cigarettes per year addiction consumption leaves me in awe. My father's habit lasted until he was 40 and on his death bed. Rather than die, he stopped using tobacco and lived until age 89. But until he reached 40 his habit kept our family in poverty. We were often hungry and ill-clothed so he could buy tobacco.

My second horrendous experience came in the 1930's when the American people voted to repeal the 18th Amendment to the Constitution, called Prohibition. My father's addiction to alcohol was also of a suicidal nature. For the family it was murderous. Many were the times we nearly got killed by guns and cars. Nearly every spring about planting time, my father would go on a two-week drunk and leave home. Then my mother and we kids would try to find him in the neighborhood.

The repeal of Prohibition came as a shock to me as we struggled to survive in the poverty thirties. Why? I asked. Even today I ask why do we make it legal to have some 20,000 American citizens murdered each year in motor vehicles so that our "Christian" nation can "enjoy" alcohol at weddings, banquets, parties, celebrations, and all kinds of social and political events. Somehow, I feel I am asleep to reality, when they tell me that drugs are the largest cash crop in America, and the largest business. That is America?

My third awakening came in the 6th grade, when I studied Greek and Roman history. Truly, I admired the Greeks and the Romans in so many ways. It is even said that the great "Roman Peace" made it possible for Christianity to spread so far so fast. The one thing I could not understand was the fall of this great Roman Empire in 476 A.D. Why? Why would anything so great, strong and wonderful fall flat on its face? Why?

The answer seems to center around the word cycle. Even as a boy reading books, I could see that life has cycles or waves. A person or a nation works hard and tries to do right. This brings success and happiness. Then the person or community of people becomes proud and self satisfied. They enjoy power and wealth. Then the person or community becomes lazy and corrupt. Then they fail and fall.

Later I would listen to the elaborate explanations of historians and religious teachers who explained about creation and consumption, pleasure seeking and pain avoidance. I listened to metaphysical masters who had an explanation from the stars.

They insisted that our sun is a binary sun. Every 25,000 years it makes one oval orbit opposite its binary twin around an electromagnetic center. At the two points in the orbit closest to the electromagnetic center, earth people experience an age of great enlightenment, but some 6,250 years later, at either of the most distant points of the orbit, there is a dark age on earth.

The Dark Age was almost at its peak about 476 A.D., and the Romans became gross, sensual, and immoral. Responsible citizenship deteriorated and decayed. Barbarians from the north conquered Rome. Blame it on the sun? That is the way it sounds, but maybe that is an attempt to explain the cyclic war of good against evil - now good winning, now evil winning, with spirituality versus materialism. As I continued to grow up, I looked around and wondered if the Dark Age still lingered on in America today.

In my life as a teacher and as a parent, I have learned that kids ask why. It is not enough to just catechize. I later learned how to do something that my Lutheran minister never attempted. I learned how to ask and answer the question, "Why?"

INQUISITIVE COLLEGE STUDENT

In 1936, I left my home town of Wolfsville, dominated by the steeple of our little Lutheran church where I had received communion, to go to Frostburg College in Frostburg, Maryland. I studied education because I wanted to be a teacher. I wanted to help people live an advanced, not a primitive life. I went to college with the blessing of my family and our Lutheran minister. At Frostburg, I got a conventional and very practical liberal arts education.

But it wasn't enough. I wasn't getting what I needed to understand life and how to live. Then, as so often happens in the young life of a thirsty mind, a source dropped in front of me that changed everything.

A friend of mine at Frostburg told me about a Hindu yogi (whatever that was), named Yogananda. He had the title of "Paramahansa." This Yogananda had brought his Hindu way to America in 1920. Later, I would learn about Paramahansa Yogananda and become a student of this yogi, learning his yoga (his discipline). These new ideas fascinated a college student and I had to know more.

If you knew what to look for in the media of 1930s America, Paramahansa Yogananda was in the news. He left India in 1920 to come to America because he wanted to share with western people the knowledge and power he had attained through what he called the"spiritual realism"and, indeed, science of the Kriya Yoga. His master, Sri Yukteswar, told him that, if he was going to do it, "It was now or never." Master Sri told Disciple Yogananda, "America is very efficient materially, but she needs the spirituality of India." There he was, in a group photo as India's delegate to the World Congress of Religious Liberals in Boston, 1925. There were the programs for his American lecture tour. There he was establishing his ashram - his retreat and school - in Los Angeles for his Self Realization Fellowship. There he was visiting India and meeting with Mohandas Gandhi, the Mahatma. I was drawn to all this. It was warm and stimulating and comforting in a way that Martin Luther never was.

I graduated in 1940 and got the job I wanted, teaching elementary school to farm kids just like me. At the same time, though he was in his "ashram" in Los Angeles, California and I was up in the hills of western Maryland, I was sitting at the feet of a "Paramahansa," a Hindu yoga master and he was my guru.

All through my college days and my first teaching job and through four years in the Army, I expanded my consciousness with knowledge of Kriya Yoga as learned and taught by Paramahansa Yogananda. The war took Americans to India, and Mahatma Gandhi was in the news. I gathered more materials about reincarnation, seven chakras, Nirvana, Hindu saints living on cosmic energy, and the ultimate spiritual level of life. I was so excited that I made the mistake of telling my family back home about what I was learning. I sent them some of the pamphlets and tracts that I had found. They burned it all, because they thought it had something to do with evolution, which it does actually.

CHARLIE'S GONE FOR A SOLDIER

My fourth horrendous experience came in war. As a child, I saw my father talk to veterans who came to our farm. They talked about World War I, but it was not until my war that I got the real picture.

I was drafted in January, 1941. I was three years in the Air Force and the last year in the infantry. I spent six months in Europe. I got there after The Bulge and the 7th Army's invasion of Germany. I participated in the first months of the occupation of Germany. When I entered the 106th Infantry Division, they were pulled back off the front lines after the Battle of the Bulge, guarding 900,000 prisoners in a bombed out factory complex.

May 8, 1945 was V-E Day and I got orders transporting me back to the States but NOT for discharge. I was assigned to the 75th Infantry Division, headed for the invasion of Japan. In the Mid-Atlantic, our 18,000 men aboard the Queen Mary learned of the first atomic bomb dropped August 6, 1945. The second one fell on August 9, 1945. V-J Day came on August 14, 1945. I could have been "passed through the fire to Moloch" (Leviticus 18:10) in Asia, except for the Japanese men, women and children who preceded me through the fire that August, 1945. I am a witness to the horrible devastation and degradation of human society resulting from war. I saw what people are capable of doing to people. I caught a glimpse of antichrist. Perhaps the most evil thing on earth today, nuclear war, saved my life.

They died that you and I might live. The least we can do is our best to see that the war-and-violence addiction of mankind stops. This is what I took away from my war experience. This will not be easy. Man has fought some 5,000 wars in the last 3,000 years and some 140 wars since World War II. Undoubtedly, war is another Dark Age addiction.

On November 5, 1945, I was discharged from the 75th Infantry Division at Camp Patrick Henry, Virginia. When I went out that gate and boarded a train for my home in Maryland, I was so glad just to be alive that I thanked God for saving me. Like so many others who come through such a trial of life and death, I realized I had to promise him that I would do what I could to make sure that nothing like this happened again. And so I promised him I would dedicate the rest of my life to searching for solutions to all of man's age-old problems that I had seen. I was 26 years old.

THE YOGI AND ME

When I got home, our minister came to visit me. He wanted to counsel me about what I was getting into.

I asked him, "Do you believe in reincarnation?"

He said, "No." That was the end of the counseling session.

In 1946, Paramahansa Yogananda published his Autobiography of a Yogi and I drank in every word. The book had a momentous influence on a wide readership across western civilization. It was the first stirring of the turn to eastern spirituality by disaffected western youth and of the blending of eastern and western religions that would flower in the loud sixties following the silent fifties.

From Yogananda I learned that focus on material things is unworthy. Progress for a human being is passing through material considerations and focusing on the spiritual state. In both the Buddhist and Hindu way, this is enlightenment or Nirvana. If we can master this ability to progress, we find ourselves rising through levels of attainment. He described how he had passed through seven states of personal evolution, called chakras. Each chakra dealt with the functions of its level of life starting from the lowest, most basic level and rising to the highest, most refined level.

In moving through the chakras of personal development or evolution, we find ourselves moving through different levels in everything from food to building to occupations to relationships. For example, we move from eating animals to eating plants to eating sun or cosmic energy. In another example, we move from digestion and elimination to sexual function to solar plexus and breathing and on to heart and emotions and still farther on to voice and vision and imagination.

Kriya in Sanskrit means "action" or "deed." Yoga means discipline or doctrine. Therefore, perhaps KriyaYoga can be said to be a set of actions or a doctrine of disciplined activities. At any rate, Kriya Yoga is a school for teaching what actions will bring about progress through all the levels of life to the highest, most spiritual, and most beneficial way of life.

Yogananda taught that we sit in a sea of cosmic energy. If we can learn the right yoga, we will feel that energy and draw it into us with our breath as though our brain were the mouth of God. That energy will then animate us and motivate us through the seven chakras. Yogananda taught all this in California. It is easy to see how his yoga became health-food, purification, putting out a good energy, good vibrations, and the whole California New Age terminology.

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