"What I wish to stress here is that, though he found nowhere around him anyone who possessed, like him, the knowledge of the unchangeable within the transient, he was aware that this direct, sensuous experience of oneness was the goal of created life. And he was aware that he himself, who had reached it, stood apart from the average man—as far apart from him, indeed, as he from the crowd of still less awakened sentient beings, if not further. He was a man—physically conceived and born as all men—and yet more than a man. He was, not merely in name but in fact, the Beautiful-essence-of-the-Sun, since he felt that essence, that indefinable energy, running through his nerves.
Akhenaten—the Joy of the Sun—became fully conscious of Itself within him; the Son of God, who was alone to know His Father. As the visible Disk and the invisible, intangible "heat and light," the energy within it, were one, so was he one with that same all-pervading radiant energy experienced within him. And he knew it. His nerves knew it. His body—a lump of matter finally tracing its origin to our parent star (like all matter on earth)—was aware of the power within its depth. God and created nature were one in him."