An American Industrialist Is Lost.
March 1st, 2008
Santa Cruz, California
Received by FAB
I am here, Cornelius Vanderbilt.
Oh, Arthur! What can I say? My life over here has been a sheer horror. I did possess noble impulses, but I very early on learned to suppress them. I lived the life of a criminal predator, squashing these noble impulses in the name of - what?
Oh, it is all so pitiful! For when I came over here, all was darkness and mockery. Why didn’t I listen to those more noble feelings? But they never had a chance in the terrible game of acquisition and conquest.
I know you read that I was cutthroat from an early age, but it is also true that I could discern these noble aspirations inside me, which I destroyed by my rapacious desires. And those now in our country with similar tendencies will suffer exactly the same fate I have endured. Woe unto them!
The world is moving toward a spiritual revolution, one which people like me subverted.
I need your help. You say I must pray for God’s Love. Only how? You must help me. I am lost.
Cornelius Vanderbilt (May 27, 1794 – January 4, 1877), also known by the sobriquets The Commodore or Commodore Vanderbilt, was an American entrepreneur who built his wealth in shipping and railroads and was the patriarch of the Vanderbilt family.
Vanderbilt was the fourth of nine children of Cornelius Vanderbilt and Phebe Hand, a family of modest means in Port Richmond on Staten Island. (Source: Wikipedia)