You don’t question Providence.
If you can’t have the reality, a dream is just as good.

It presupposed that somewhere or other, outside oneself, there was a 'real' world where 'real' things happened.
But how could there be such a world?
What knowledge have we of anything, save through our own minds?
All happenings are in the mind.
Whatever happens in all minds, truly happens.

We control matter because we control the mind.
Reality is inside the skull.

Things were too unsettled, and changing rapidly, and, well, no one could say where they might be in a year.