"...an ex-Air Force officer named John Presmont was sitting in his room on East 31st Street in New York City when a voice spoke to him and told him he would be the founder of the next great world religion... For several months before that, he had been laboriously plowing through all the scriptures of the great religions - Hindu, Confucian, Buddhist, Taoist, and so forth. Earlier still, he had chewed and digested a great deal of modern psychology and sociology. ...Nonetheless, he was abashed by the Voice.
'Why does it have to be me?' he cried.
'Because you're so gullible,' the Voice answered solemnly."
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