THE CYCLE OF THE SOUL
Part III
The Cosmic Life

Jozef Rulof

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© 2014 'De Eeuw van Christus'

THIS life in my hell I fully understood now. All those transitions and spheres I had come to know, and now it was time to start working at myself. This could only be done by being of service to others. My master had explained this to me, and also the masters in the arts had spoken to me in a similar way.

I continued with my way on earth and soon I would do work to which I could give my whole self. However I remained in the astral world. Going higher was impossible for me. I roamed the streets and concentrated myself on the human beings. Those who were suffering through sorrow and grief attracted me most, and them I would follow. I met very many people and not one of them was happy. There was always something that clouded their happiness and I knew why.

Earth was a planet where man had to learn, a school, and in that school one had to learn about one’s self. Oh, I understood and felt very intensely what God meant and why people lived on earth. Everything was obvious to me now. In my own life the depths, the problems and wonders had disappeared, they were all revealed to me by – of all things – my father of centuries ago.

How mighty was man, how deep and incomprehensible were the laws of the spirit. When on this side one wanted to do good things, then one learned all these laws, and miracles and wonders happened to him. Only then one became conscious of oneself, and life and the meaning of being on earth became clear. But in life on earth, in that school, there one had to work to learn about oneself, and for that one lived on earth. But mankind was in revolt, searching and asking ‘why’ and ‘wherefore’ and would accept nothing. He wanted happiness, for that was his human right. God loved all His children, was a Father of Love, and yet there was so much misery. Everybody felt grief, illness and many other inhuman things, so that there were no happy people.

I saw them jog and run, not one was quiet. From every human being flashes of light shot out left and right, and that was the radiation from their inner being, from their realm of thought; that was the spiritual attunement of the human being. By that I recognized their inner feelings. Every ray of light that I could see clearly meant something. I saw the greenish light that made me shiver and that I had known from very close by. That demon sphere I would not easily forget, for there they had attacked and dragged me across the ground. Also the beings whose light I had noticed belonged to them. I did not need to do much searching and sensing for they were transparent and I could read their minds and merge with them completely. These beings were dangerous. When on earth they got hold of power over various possessions, they certainly would not shy away from using torture and torments when man did not do what they wanted. On this side they belonged to those I had met, and who would again continue to destroy mankind. These people could not be reached. I met many of them, but let them be. They lived in all circles of society. I saw poor- and rich ones like that, and when the means and the power were given to a poor one, he would also forget himself and act exactly the same. Their inner feelings were alike. But I knew that the poor ones had come to earth to finish their cycle in this condition.

Of other people I could see by their inner light what they were thinking and with what their whole personality had merged. Sombre radiations I saw, that were awe-inspiring to watch. At the same time I understood that I would not have comprehended anything of all this, had I not been down in those hells. But in the meantime centuries had passed, and I had learned very much, so that now I understood everybody who lived in- or below my own hell. When I met people that were shadows to me, I felt glad. They were further than I, and it gave me an incentive to think deep and very intense. In this way I had followed the human beings for a considerable time already and was ready to help those who needed me most.

There before me I saw an earthly human being, in whose radiation I saw something that attracted me. The man walked bent over, totally absorbed in his own thoughts, and he was like a living dead. He wore a magnificent attire that showed me that he belonged to the highest circles of society. As I continued to follow him, I looked deep into his soul, so that I knew what he was thinking. This person was innerly broken. He was consumed by hatred because he had been deceived. Love, for ever and ever it was love; that made him feel so sad too. At this moment he did not even know that he was alive. He walked in the one street and out the other. But I saw more. He was being pursued by two astral beings, a man and a woman. Destructive were the thoughts they sent him.

What did these beings want of this earthly man? I withdrew myself into my own world, for I did not want them to see me. How I came to think of that so suddenly I did not understand until later, and I felt that I too was being followed. Now I learned forces that I had never met on my journey, yet that had lasted centuries. This man was not himself any more, for two animal-like beings had attached themselves to him. They now lived inside of him. He was enveloped in a haze of passion and destruction. If only he can yet be saved, I thought.

The man was sad and had nothing of any spiritual possessions with which I could connect myself. Yet I continued to follow him, an other power forced me to do this.

Coming from him I saw flashes of light that went out to an other human being, as I could plainly see, and the significance of it I could understand. Presently I would follow those fiercely transmitted thoughts, but first I wanted to find out where he lived. It took him a long time to reach his destination, but at last he entered his home. My feelings that he was wealthy had been correct. He possessed much earthly riches, yet he was unhappy. Uninvited I followed him inside and with me came the other two. A man on earth was totally unaware that he was being watched. I thought I sensed something ominous.

It was frightening to observe this from my world. He sat down in one of his rooms. Now I traced the astral beings, curious to know what their intentions were. The earth person leaned forward with his head in both hands and sighed deeply. One of the demons approached and wriggled himself into the man’s aura, sensed his feelings and pierced him with his own will. I attuned myself to this being and felt what it wanted. Such monsters these are, I thought, what horrid beings! Murder and violence were being transmitted to the man. The astral being lay inside of him. The woman spirit stood beside him and watched the proceedings. All the time I kept contact with them. Remarkable was such a union, but very horrible, for it incited man on earth to terrible deeds. The demon increased the hatred in him and this was very simple. He reinforced the man’s feelings towards her who had caused him this anguish. Once gone far enough, he would execute this plan. The light that I now saw was devilish. The man on earth became wild. He leaped up from his seat and raced back and forth through the room! After a while he sat down again to think.

Oh, man, you are in the hands of evil, I thought. When you decide to do what they are forcing you to, a human being will die, and you too will enter this life. Murder and destruction was laid in him. There was nothing to be done for me here, I could not reach him, for the demons had him in their power and he had something to do with them.

Next I traced the feelings of the female spirit and looked in her life. She had been destroyed on earth, her life had been cut short. She had fought her battle, but she hated. She had received help in this life from her companion, who now had made contact. Her hatred was fierce and horrid; it was from her that it all originated. He, the man on earth, had killed her.

Me, this life had purified, but for her it had increased her hate. A human, but horrible play was being staged here before me. I was witness to an event that had started on earth first, and now was going to continue on this side. My heart beat in my throat. What should I do? I sensed clearly that I could never reach him. From this side it was wanted that he should kill. To protect himself from that fate, he would have to start a different lifestyle immediately, and do away with his desires. I felt that this was not possible, those powers were not in him.

Again I concentrated on him and felt that his hate had somewhat abated. He now sat there meditating quietly.

The demon worked himself free again and said to his female companion: ‘I thought I had him that far, but he does not come to a decision.’

I understood that the man on earth still remained himself, and that that was his own protection.

‘Urge him on’, said the female monster, ‘make him drink, then his concentration will weaken.’

Once more the astral being squeezed himself into this earthly being and urged him to take a drink.

I was startled. Truly, he obeyed that strong will and jumped up. From a niche he took a pitcher and poured himself a full goblet, which he emptied at one draught. Once again he took a drink and feelings became stunned, his thoughts hard to control. The intoxication confused his brain, and he became restless. Now he was totally under their control.

With interest I followed this terrible process and remained where I was. Constantly I saw thoughts travel from him to that other personality. This time I would follow them, for I wished to know who caused it. I followed his thoughts by attuning myself to them, and these thoughts brought me to the place of the one who occupied all his thinking. It was very simple. Soon I entered a building and before me I saw an exquisitely beautiful woman. With her was an other man and now the whole situation became clear to me.

‘You must help me’, I heard her say, ‘my life is in danger for he is not himself anymore.’

‘Shall I stay here?’ I heard him ask.

‘Do that’, she answered, ‘let’s wait. But I am not sure, I do not trust him in anything.’

The being to whom she spoke radiated beautiful light. Him, I could reach and I would try to warn him of what was going to happen. I connected myself with him and imprinted my feelings in him. The flow of his thoughts I pushed towards the other one, and the conversation that now followed assured me that he had taken up my feelings.

I heard him say. ‘I know him, he stops at nothing. You must be very careful, for you are not the first one. The rumours go, that if he has set his mind on something, he will resort to drastic measures if it does not work out to his advantage. I feel that this is a very serious situation. You are gambling with your life. Why did you go so far?’

‘What do you mean, going too far? Must I let myself being deceived? You mean to say that it is my fault? What gives you that idea?’

‘But I mean it, you went too far. You misjudged his personality, and now you have a case that is very serious. Do you want me to go and visit him?’ he added.

‘Visit him?’ she repeated, ‘what would you do?’

‘I would talk to him, perhaps I can persuade him.’

‘You? Your enemy?’

‘Why not?’

‘No’, she said, ‘that never.’

I withdrew, for I found myself in a very peculiar situation. Only I knew what could happen. Now what? Again I made contact with this young man and knew to what lengths he would go. He would give his life for her. But she was not worth it and I tried to prevent it. I planted the feelings in him that she was not worth it, and kept my concentration focussed on that. It did not take very long before he began to think. Sharp were the thoughts he now focussed on her. He now saw through her whole personality.

Delicate and humanly pure were his feelings. She, however, played with hearts, and I let him feel that clearly.

He stood up and asked again: ‘How long have you known him?’

‘Almost six months’, she said.

‘So, and you have promised him nothing, absolutely nothing?’

‘How can you ask that?’ was her question.

‘How I can ask that, should be quite clear to you’, he said quietly. ‘I don’t understand why he should have any right to make such demands.’

‘You see that he thinks he can do so.’

He fathomed her, and I him, and I found that he did not know her very long. To him she was the unfathomable being, for the depth of her feelings could not be fathomed by man on earth. Therefore I raised his feelings and through me he could sense her as he never had before. Here I wanted to save what I could. If this person was willing to sacrifice himself for her, both he and she would be lost. I now wanted him to extricate himself form her influence. I imprinted a feeling of doubt in him, and then fortified these feelings by letting him feel her character, so that he became aware of it. I kept track of his thoughts and his interest for her lessened.

Suddenly he took a step forward and said: ‘May I read the letter?’

She threw him a penetrating glance, shrugged her shoulders disdainfully and said: ‘What would that matter you? Nothing. You would only lose your health and good humour.’

I realized immediately that I did not know everything. Was there a letter? Had he written to her and made demands? Where was that letter? I intercepted her train of thought and knew where it was. She carried it with her, though she said she locked it away and could not get it just now. To me that was a lie. Now I read what was written in that letter. Extraordinary it was being able to do that. Every written word I saw clearly. Every word radiated light. This writing meant hatred. I did not have to read any more, I knew it already. It was an obvious ultimatum.

I read: Give me the opportunity to speak to you within twentyfour hours. Most of that time had already passed. This evening before twelve o’clock she had to decide. She was down to her last few hours. The man with her would guard her, and yet I felt clearly, that now in feelings he withdrew from her for he knew her true personality. This man was willing to give his life for her, but he had to know the reason why. That made me very happy, for those were my feelings.

And at this moment I saw an other miracle. Beside me, something started to materialize and a spirit built itself up before my eyes. I saw that she belonged to the higher beings.

‘I thank you’, the being said to me, ‘for protecting my child.’

‘Your child?’ I said surprised.

‘He is my child’, and she pointed to him. ‘I am very grateful to you, for I have followed him already for a considerable time. Have you taken in this scene completely? Do you know what is happening?’

‘No’, I answered, ‘I do not know everything yet, I am busy following it.’

‘Know then, that you cannot stop this. I have seen the danger a long time already, and therefore am following my child. But you must prevent him from coming closer to her. With concentration this is possible, then he shall have to withdraw himself. I shall help, but not here. God I shall ask for help, for it is necessary that he should live.’

‘But’, I said, seeing my own life suddenly before me, ‘is this possible? Can one protect him when he must pass over, when he must experience this?’

‘No’, said the being, ‘it is not that, but if you do not awaken him he will still go under. He will grieve over her and his life will then be ruined. Do you feel what I mean?’

‘Yes indeed’, I said, ‘I understand you fully, I am trying already.’

‘I know it, and you must stay with him. He is the only one you can help there.’

‘And the others?’

‘They both pass over.’

‘Can you foresee this already?’

‘I have received it’, said the beautiful being to me.

My God, I thought, what a lot I still have to learn. ‘I shall stay with him, but can you give me some more advice still?’

‘Follow him and stay with him, more you do not need to do. But whenever possible, bring your feelings over onto him, and then he will act accordingly.’

Then the spirit withdrew herself and I was alone again with the two people. A hideous drama was going to happen. In the spheres this was already known. For me, this was another deep problem again and a marvel of human strength at the same time. Everything was known of the people on earth when both were connected. From this side one tuned in on the human being on earth, and what on earth were miracles, that could only be cleared up on this side, was nothing else but love between mother and child.

I would try to take away the last feelings that he still had for her. I was learning laws that were new to me. The one lived through the other, and again an other was ruined by an invisible human. The one I had sought to protect could not be saved any more, but another I had not looked for or known even, was just the one I had to help. Now I waited to see what would happen. Everything was quiet here.

The young man spoke with her, but she evaded his questions and refused to see the seriousness of her situation. She had used her beauty to influence him; it was her beauty that attracted him. It was all really human. Such situations were the order of the day. But the way it all happened I only found out in this life, and I experienced it because I merged with it. Here I learned what I had not learned on my long trip. But I would not disappoint the lovely apparition. He was still blinded, but I had to try to kill his feelings, though I felt that it was not going to be easy.

This woman had close connections with the man influenced by the demons. She had cut the connections, but not he, he didn’t accept it. I could see it all now, it was very simple. He had deceived the demon-woman, and she had received help on this side from the horrible monster, so that now he was being pressured by them. Five people were involved in this, and I would try to save the young man. Not an easy task, but I would do my best.

A mother was watching over her child; her feelings were kind and gentle and it made me feel good to have experienced it. In it I detected the purest kind of love, a love that was more exalted and mightier than mine. Even though I had been thinking, I was still monitoring what went on in the room and I now heard them talk again. He insisted to tell him all about her life with him, but she very cleverly parried all his questions and turned the conversation to other things. Still he kept returning to it. I gave him my feelings and urged him to persist. Short and severe were his questions; snippy and hypocritical her answers.

‘If you do not tell me the truth I shall leave’, said he.

‘I have nothing to tell you’, she snapped back. ‘What do you want? Go if you don’t like it, go, I know how to defend myself.’

He stood there, white as a sheet, startled by the rude outburst. How he began to see what she was really like, for I remained in contact with him.

She walked over to him. ‘Come’, she said, ‘let it be.’

She snuggled up to him, and my power over him was transferred to her. It was not at all simple to totally control a person, and protect him from this side. Because of his love for her he repelled me, and because she nestled against him in close contact, my power over him was already broken. His own desires played tricks on me, and I had not counted on that. Everything here happened unexpectedly. That human will I had to subjugate, otherwise I would accomplish nothing. However, at this moment I could not reach him.

Now my thoughts turned to the others. I wanted to know what was happening there, and left here to return later. Soon I was there and found him exactly as I had left him. Time went by. In and around him I still saw the two demons. He was now an instrument in their hands. What would the outcome of this drama be? I fathomed him again, and found that he already had taken a decision, and that he was bound with body and soul to the demons. His hatred had reached its peak. His soul was infected with the poison from this side. It was inhuman what I observed. He had reached the age of forty, and that was too young to die. Yet he was lost for he did not want else. Enraged he stamped on the floor and emptied his goblet; this dulled his brain and increased his hate.

Suddenly he seemed to come to a decision. I felt what he had in mind, and just saw that he picked up a dagger and sheathed it. Then he made ready to leave. The demons followed him, their concentration remained sharply fixed on him.

In a flash I moved back to the one I was going to help. I concentrated on the surroundings and glided along. Around the house lay a magnificent garden, some trees closing off the view. I could see this earthly landscape clearly. Quickly I entered for it was time for action. I attempted to force both of them to leave, but I could not do it. He had again come totally under her spell and was entangled in her snare. His youthful blood could not be denied. I squeezed myself into him and sharpened his concentration. I could have stopped a run-away horse. A terrible fear assailed him.

‘What is the matter?’ she inquired interested.

‘I do not feel very well’, he said.

I then went over into her and gave her my fears with what I knew of their fate. Both of them felt me.

‘Something is going to happen’, she said, ‘I am afraid.’

He too was afraid, but did not want to show it to her,

‘He is coming’, she said.

‘What shall I do?’

‘Leave here’, she urged again, ‘for he will kill you.’

‘No’, he answered, ‘I stay.’

‘Go’, she urged once more, ‘it will cost you your life.’

‘I stay’, he said determinedly. He sat down and looked at her. She ran back and forth like a wild animal. Suddenly she let out a horrible scream, that penetrated even into my world. She was looking at the entrance and there stood her former lover. He surveyed the situation and smiled. Then he stepped forward and two pairs of eyes met. He looked from her to the one who had stepped in front of her.

‘Who are you?’ he asked my protégé.

This one did not speak, but looked at him steadily.

‘Who are you?’ he asked once more, ‘and what are you doing in my house?’

My protégé was startled. ‘Your house?’

‘My house, what are you doing here?’

She stood rooted to the ground, close to desperation. Then with one jump she stood before him. ‘Go away’, she said ‘who gives you the right to speak like that?’

‘I come here when I so desire’, I heard him say. Quicker than lightning he pulled out his dagger, and at the same instant two people were stabbed. My protégé, in severe shock, left.

I stayed behind to see how this would end. They were still alive, but would both die.

At the same moment I saw this I heard beside me: ‘Follow him, you can return here later.’

I concentrated on him again and soon reached him. He was moving along as in a dream, and completely unaware of where he was going. When I concentrated on him I found that his thoughts were fierce, but I succeeded in bringing some order in his thinking, so that he began to ask himself questions. He felt my thoughts and my power brought him to awareness. Suddenly, however, he burst out crying and collapsed. That, too, I had not counted on. What now? I wanted to wake him, but without results. Hours passed. At last I saw that he was brought to his own home. And then I returned to the place of the fatal stabbing. Both were still alive, but a few minutes later she expired.

While I was watching this, I noticed shadowy figures near to me which I thought I had seen before. They now became visible for me and I saw that they made long magnetizing striking movements above the material body. Then I heard a terrifying scream, and the spirit went out of the body. She was dead on earth, but born on this side. He was still alive, but that would not be for long. The demons stood watching from a distance. They had left him to himself, but were waiting on this side for his entrance here. I stood there waiting to see what they would do. In these few hours I had experienced a ghastly drama. Now I heard a muffled cry, and I understood: he too would pass over.

But again, an other thing occurred to me. Again I saw shadows, and these shadows carried him away. But how could that be? Had he too not taken his own life? What did it mean? That very moment I heard spoken within me: ‘This is the end for him!’

‘The end?’ I repeated, ‘the end for him?’ My God how incomprehensible are your laws.

‘Follow those shadows’, I was told, ‘only later can this be explained to you. For him this is the normal end.’

Whose voice was that? Someone who had committed suicide died in the normal way? And what about me? Too complicated, I thought, this goes too deep for me. At some time or other the significance will be given me. I did not hear any more and began to follow these shadows.

Where would they go? I felt myself lifted up, and in full flight we went away from this spot. The demons too took off and followed the shadows. I felt we were leaving the earth. Steadily higher and higher we went, so that I could not see earth any more. This too I had neither seen nor felt, nor experienced during my prolonged journey. What kind of wonder was this again? I continued to follow them.

Did those demons know where the shadows were going? I felt, however, that I would experience a new miracle, about which I knew nothing yet, even though I thought to know a lot already. On and on we travelled. These shadows I remembered seeing on the occasion of the street fights. Suddenly that thought came to me. There too they had carried away those who had died. But where to I did not know, but now I would find out. Before me a city doomed up. I entered a different world. Around me I saw houses and buildings. Where was I? This could not be a heaven, for darkness hung over everything. Still they went further and further, and flew right through all those buildings. At last they descended, and I felt that I was at ground level. The ground felt solid. The demons too were close beside me, yet they did not see me. I followed their actions too. They were watching like predators and I sensed their intentions. That being there held their fullest attention.

The dead person was laid down in a dark cave. Around me I saw more of such caves and holes. I now could see the shadows clearly, and one of them irradiated him, he also made long magnetizing striking movements above the body. This lasted a long time. I continued to watch with wonder what they were doing. The demons also remained watching from a short distance. I perceived that the shadows felt them too, for one of them looked in their direction and I heard them speak, and starled bij what I heard.

‘Our work is done’, said one of the shadows, ‘presently they can attack him.’

That immediately cleared up the whole situation for me. My master had told me about this. I too would have had such a thing happen to me, had I died in the natural way. The shadows were leaving and already both demons attacked the sleeping man like lunatics, and beat him up. I heard him moan and felt that he was regaining consciousness. He was kicked and hit and then dragged out of the hole.

‘Leave me alone’, I heard him say, ‘let me be.’

Then the woman shouted some swearwords at him, and damned him. I saw that there would not be much left of him, but I felt also that I could do nothing here. The demons had him in their power, no doubt about that. Devils they were! They grabbed him and heaved him a few meters away and started to beat him up once more.

Where in heaven’s name had I landed? I seemed to be in a hell, but this one was not familiar to me. How could I find out about it?

The being uttered ghastly moans and still it was not enough, for they continued to beat him. These people were beside themselves, all kinds of profane language and curses they threw at him. He was to blame for her downfall. How bestial were these people, here they lived themselves out. I felt such a hatred as I had never known on earth. How could a human being hate so deeply? And still they continued. The deceased was not aware of anything any longer. He did not feel the beatings any more, he was unconscious. The woman was like a wild, brutal beast, she was horrible. My God, I thought, what beasts, what has become over these people. Finally they let him lie there.

‘We will be back’, I heard them say, ‘we’ll wake you up again. First we let you sleep to gather strength, but then we’ll be back.’

‘I’ll be back’, I heard the female being say. ‘Where is the other one?’

The male spirit to whom this question was directed, said’: ‘She isn’t here.’

‘A pity’, I heard her say. ‘Come, let’s go, back to earth.’

Back to earth, I thought, aren’t we on earth anymore? Where then was I, in hell? But where? I stood stiff with fright and thought. Suddenly I felt hand on my shoulder and I looked up in the face of a human being.

‘Brother’, the being said to me, ‘do you stand idly by when an other person is torn apart by demons?’

‘I can’t do anything yet’, I said, ‘I stand here powerless. Tell me, where am I?’

The being looked at me and said: ‘You are in the spheres. This here is a hell. Where you come from belongs to the earth, and are the astral regions, but this is the land of the spirit.’

‘Remarkable’, I said and asked: ‘Are you a spirit of light?’

‘Yes, I am.’

‘What do you do here?’

‘I try to help the unfortunate ones.’

‘Here in this darkness?’

‘Yes, in this hell, and there are many more.’

‘What kind of land is this, I see houses and buildings?’

‘This here is the Land of Hatred. In reality you see a city, but this city is pulled up through hate.’

‘What are you doing here so by yourself?’

‘I am not alone, here are thousands of helpers to help those who wish for help.’

‘Could I have helped them?’

‘ You could have given your life for the one who was brought here from earth.’

‘Can I give my own life?’

‘Yes, it is possible. Look over there.’

I looked to where he pointed, and at the same instant I was being attacked; before I knew what was happening, I was dragged through the darkness. Once before I had been set upon, so that I knew how to extricate myself out of those claws. A satanical laughter followed me. Those cads! What kind of hypocrites lived here together? I felt that I had freed myself, but evil was prowling after human beings here, just like on earth. I had not counted on that. They had attacked me unexpectedly, those devils! What kind of people lived here?

I was in an other world, but which one? There before me was that hell. I still wanted to know what had happened to him, and so I returned. I concentrated strongly on the being that was laid down there. I might be attacked again, but still I went down there. That demon had pretended to be a brother, this was a dangerous place.

It grew dark around me, and I felt that I was going in the right direction. Warily I approached. There lay the human being. Left and right I saw other beings, and these people were like the demons who had followed him. I could also hear them talking. They talked about me. Did I hear right? Yes, they were telling one another how they had attacked me.

From this I understood that I was in an other hell. I was far away form earth here. This was their spiritual attunement. Was this region situated outside the sphere of the earth? Where was the earth? I would watch for it. Did I feel the meaning? Was the astral world on earth? Was that the truth? I had entered a to me unknown sphere. Furthermore I heard him announce that the others had returned to earth, but that they would return here. One of them was keeping watch. They were waiting till he would waken again, and then there would be another fight.

People were beaten to death on earth, but here they only could be beaten unconscious. One ‘had’ to wake up here. I also thought I felt this problem and found it hideous. Nothing but cruelty, passion and violence was what I observed here. All were demons, demons who made others believe they were higher spirits, so that they could beat up the unwary. I still felt the beating they had given me. How terrifying was everything I had experienced up to now. I had been attacked in the astral world, but I found them even meaner here.

Many now left, but two stayed behind. Did all these belong with him, did they all have some connection with him? The evil he had perpetrated on earth was waiting for him here. Probably there might be hundreds who had some connection with him. A short while later again others came. Also the first demons who had sent him here returned, among them the woman who was the leader of them all. There before me I saw a terrible conspiracy.

A detestable gang of robbers and murderers were banding together. They all belonged together, it was unbelievable. Here I was learning the connection devils have, hundreds were joined together. Now they were talking about me, that I had followed them, but that they had destroyed me. Wouldn’t you have liked that, I thought, however I was no match for such superior numbers. What else could I do here?

I wanted to go back to earth, to the one I had left behind all alone. I would follow the voice of my heart, and that voice and desires I kept focussed on earth.

A man of the earth I had seen entering the domain of the spirit. It had been an awful passing over, for here the evil was waiting for him and stood guard over him. When he woke up they would attack him anew. I shivered and shook of these satanic powers.

But now I concentrated on earth and wanted to go faster, for I felt fear creeping up in me. The hell here dissolved around me, and by keeping my thoughts steady on the earth I floated there towards it. My feelings had been right. Out there a region of spirits existed, and now I was on my way back to earth. On earth there were astral regions, that must be so, I could not find another explanation for it. But then the demon had spoken the truth!

Earth came in sight already. Now I kept my thoughts fixed on the person I had intended to protect. The only thing I had been able to do for him was to help him think and discover her true character, and that had not been much. The earth became now quite visible for me, it was as if I could see more clearly. Would that be because now I was doing something for others? In any case it gave me a pleasant feeling, for I was aware of my good intentions.

And on earth now, I entered a building. I kept my thoughts focussed on the man I had left behind and walked through the rooms. He who had undergone this tragedy lay sleeping in one of the rooms. Around him stood some earth people. I saw that he was waking up, and that the people wanted to ask him questions. In an instant I knew what I had to do. I merged my mind with his and answered every question. I stated that I had nothing to do with all this. He, himself, did not quite know which way he should answer, as I clearly felt, but he had to follow my way or he would be lost. So, I stayed with him and forced him to answer in this way. My control over him was total, and he listened to me. Presently an old man entered, of whom I felt that this was his father. He listened in, and understood the predicament his child was in. He was asked whether he knew both persons.

‘No’, he said.

‘You were followed’, I heard them say.

‘Then these people did not see right’, he added.

Suddenly I thought that all was lost, for he started to cry. This was the wrong thing to do, he might be considered guilty.They now thought that he would break down and confess. I increased my concentration and forced him to remain calm. At the same time I felt that I was being assisted. With the strength I laid in him he managed to recover and said: ‘I am quite upset, what do you mean coming here and asking me those questions?’

The father too joined in and pleaded for his child. I understood that this was the only way to save him from the scaffold.

‘I am not feeling well’, he said, ‘and with the other business I have nothing to do. I now wish to go back to sleep, for I am unwell and feel sick. Search here no longer.’

The father took over the conversation and tried to convince them of the innocence of his child.

‘Where were you at such and such a time?’ one of the men still asked him. ‘You were found far from your home.’

‘That is true, but it had no connection with that.’

‘All right’, they said and left.

The first part of the examination was over. I felt myself attracted to him, but knew not why. Might I perhaps have something to do with him? Soon he fell into a deep sleep, but I continued to watch over him. Remarkable feelings rose in me. I felt as I did long ago when my parents were still alive, and yet I was now in a foreign country. Did I know these beings? I fathomed him and then his father. At this moment I felt the so familiar working within me again. Was I being connected with something? Form the past something loomed up in my mind. Did these beings have a link with me in times gone by? Again I fathomed them to try to feel their whole being, their deepest inner life. With this, however, I did not succeed, and so their life remained enveloped in a dense haze. I had no doubt that this meant something, for in this life everything had significance. Every thought that was felt or uttered consciously or unconsciously had meaning for the one who received it. However, I felt attracted to him only, not to his father. Our feelings, or whatever it was, were a match. In his situation lay something of me and those feelings returned to me. It was this that occupied my mind, that was strange but I felt it very clearly. In feelings his father was far removed from me, him I felt rather as the contact to this human being. These feelings came to me while he was sleeping. After a long sleep he woke up again, jumped out of bed, and went looking for his father. I followed him, for I wanted to know what he would discuss with him. This time I held back on my concentration, otherwise he would transmit my feelings, and I would not learn anything. I was trying to find out the whole truth.

A conversation now took place between father and son.

‘I am not guilty’, he spoke. ‘None of that was my doing.’

‘Were you there?’ the father asked.

‘Yes, before my eyes he stabbed himself and also her, whom I have know for a short time only.’

‘Are you telling the truth, Lantos?’

That shocked me. Did I hear right? Lantos? He had my name? Was he a member of our family? Had my feelings been correct? My God, I thought, what have we here again.

Whereupon he answered: ‘I speak the truth, father. Were I guilty, I would put my head on the block immediately, but this was not of my making, believe me.’

‘I believe you’, said his father. ‘I understand and will help you. Leave this to me. They must accept it, or your life will be forfeit. You have, however, chosen the best way to handle it. Continue that way, or your head rolls.’

His father left, and I knew what he was going to do.

Lantos, I thought, this young man carried my name? Suddenly I thought I felt the solution. A being of our family lived on earth. Now I began to look around the room and recognized many objects we had possessed also. If my feelings were right, goods of our possessions had been saved still. Then they were the ones who either had inherited our estate, or received it in one way or another. Left and right I noticed objects from my time. It was miraculous. Was it master Emschor again who had connected me this time? Was the working I had felt his? It could not be otherwise. I sat down and thought about my former life.

Suddenly I heard a soft voice say: ‘Thank you Lantos Dumonché for your help.’

It startled me, for my name was mentioned.

‘Do you know me?’ I asked.

‘Yes’, said the voice, ‘I know you. To all of this there will be a good ending, but my child will go away. He bears your name, and yet he belongs to an other family. In one of your lives he was your child. You can see, that your paths are being watched. He who convinced you of the past, sent me to you. Accept it, it is all true.’

‘Are you his mother?’

‘Yes, he is my child.’

‘How mighty are the powers of the masters, to be able to know all this.’

‘Their powers are unlimited. If it is God’s will then everything will be revealed to us.’

‘What should I do next?’ I asked.

‘Go on and continue your own way.’

‘Can I be of more help here?’

‘No, here your help is not necessary anymore.’

‘Did master Emschor want me to experience this?’

‘Yes, and as you see, it has happened already.’

‘Was I sent here?’

‘Yes, those who possess these forces, can do so, and you know these powers. Thank God for all this.’

Again my feelings had been correct, and Emschor had shown it to me on the place of my birth.

‘Where is the woman who was killed?’ I asked.

‘In a different world. You may visit her later. But do wait a long time, for she too sleeps and will have to sleep a very long time.’

‘Thank you very much’, I said to the being, ‘but why does all this happen to me?’

‘To convince you of your past, and because it is necessary.’

‘Do you have connection with everything and everybody in the spheres of light?’

‘We are joined with millions of beings, and you also belong to them.’

‘Dear spirit, from the depth of my soul I thank you, now I know enough, thank you.’

The spirit left.

Remarkable I thought, I had protected my own child, how deep was everything. Enormous are the powers of those who know all this. Always again it was the past; apparently I hadn’t experienced enough yet. I had never thought of that, but then, who would? The higher up one went, the deeper one could view into life, and into those lives that had already been lived. This life is grand, I told myself.

Where should I go next? First I went to visit the man I had protected. He had gone back to rest, and I felt that no danger threatened him now. It wasn’t his time to go yet. How many beings were connected with this event? It might be thousands, and yet it happened only for him. But it had taught me much, I realized now that by no means I knew everything about my own hell. Through just one situation I became connected with the whole universe. Through just one person I learned what would prove impossible on earth. This then was wisdom of the spirit, it belonged to this life. But it was mighty and deep, very deep.

But now I wished to move on, and would look for new work. Where to? Should I return to my cell? Probably I would find work there, for many unfortunates lived there. Was I being directed there? I liked the idea, for there were demons trying to destroy those unlucky people. What I encountered was always violence. Here evil lived together. Still I did not go to my cell yet, for first I wanted to pay an other visit to that other world, so that I would learn all about it. And so, I went back to that other being.

I was soon there, and saw that he was still being guarded. Poor human being, whatever you have done, this is frightful. He would have to make up what he once had misdone. How many people had he sent here? Had he had that power on earth? That seemed to be the case according to all that I observed.

Again I roamed the streets of that gloomy city and I was all eyes! If I had not seen it for myself, I would not have believed it. Here lived the people of the earth, but I soon realized that only the evil was gathered here. I saw shadows here too, but they belonged to the higher attuned beings who came to help these unhappy ones. Fathers and mothers they carried on their shoulders away from this place of horrors. Where were they going? They dissolved as it were before me, which for me was very wondrous. Still I had to watch powerless, for I could not go with them, no matter how much I would want to. An invisible power called me a halt. When I tried it anyway, it was as if I was suffocating and my breath were cut off. Therefore I gave up, because I understood the reason why. I was not yet that far, and did not have those powers. The law of the spirit was inexorable. Was this God? No, this wasn’t God, it was I who had locked myself in, and therefore could not leave my hell. Only when I had acquired these powers I could go higher and further.

I was, however, constantly surprised by everything I saw. It was like earth here, and yet this region lay far distant from the earth. Therefore it was called the spirit world. I lived in a city, but that city was distorted. It was a real hell, but this hell differed from the astral regions. Here I was in the true hell of the life after death. Every hell had its own significance, and I went down to visit all of them. In them people were living who moved along like animals, were not human anymore, so that I shuddered. I came upon beings covered with wounds, and when I did not understand their condition I would fathom them, so that I learned why they were like that. So I walked around the sphere of the suicides who had undergone the process of decomposion on earth. From the earth they had come here. In this way everyone pursued his own way or joined up with others. I pitied these people, but yet I could not help them. It was here that I felt the deepest sorrow any person could receive.

All alone I stumbled on, and so I learned about these hells. Always further I wandered, deeper and deeper I descended, and visited one hell after another. I came to a hell where the people were neither animal nor human. They lay down there and slept, and I felt that they could have been sleeping there for perhaps hundred of years. But one day they would wake up and then their life on this side would begin.

All that misery I had experienced; how had I been able to withstand it! Now I had advanced enough already to want to do something for others. Whether all these beings had to return to earth I did not know. For them it would be a blessing, because on earth they had everything. When they would descend from their hell into the world of the unconscious to return to earth, they would of course have no memory of anything, for their experiences lay deep, very deep down in their soul. Whoever had gained the powers to probe into the depths of the soul would see and feel these realities. But only the masters, the cosmic awakened ones, as master Emschor said, could do this.

When I tuned in on these people, I felt that they had already finished their cycle on earth, and that from here they would have to go further to seek the higher life. How I came to understand this so all of a sudden, I did not know, but I presumed that I had received help again. Their sleep was different from mine when I had been connected with it at the edge of my own grave. But not only their sleep but also this world, hell or sphere, or whatever the place where they lived was called, was different. Though they themselves did not feel it, their world had movement, but in that other world there was nothing, it was empty. Now I felt even more, namely, that those who would return to earth immediately went to the world of the unconscious, but only then if it was related to their cycle on earth.

There were others though, who had died on earth and had come here, who could go back to execute one or an other task, but these descended consciously into this connecting world. These then were two possibilities to return to earth, but the one of them was a spiritual law. Again I felt that these thoughts were not my own and I thanked the invisible help for these feelings.

Ever deeper I went down, and when I concentrated clearly on my location, I found myself close to earth. Man, oh man, I thought, who are you? Why all the misery? I felt at this time that all these hells ran into one another. Whether deeper or higher, still they were one. Hence it was likely that the heavens were also arranged like that. I went back to the hell where I had left the demons behind. They were with him, watching him still, for his sleep was deep, yet some time he would wake up again. How it all worked, I did not understand but I shuddered of all these horrors.

How hard and cruel were these beings, they continued to wait and wait. They could not forgive him what he had done to them. He had taken away their life, and probably that of very many others, and that he had to make good. I felt the depth of this problem. A person stood on this side before his own ruined life, before all his sins and mistakes. Here one could hide nothing. Even though it was very sad, he had willed it himself and that was the most horrible part of it.

If people on earth could only know this. How I wished that I might some day tell them of the many who would lie in wait for them here because they had something to make up to them! I felt full well that here I would find no end to my learning and that I could go on and on for thousands of years. For there was no end. Didn’t I live in eternity? People on earth had not the slightest notion of eternity. They lack the ability to grasp the idea of eternity. When they enter here an invisible power calls them a halt, and they stand face to face with their own personality. The one receives happiness, the other terrible misery. This will first have to be lived, before the depth of this life can be felt.

Many consecutive years I spent in all of these hells. When my help was needed I fully gave myself. After all these years I thought I saw more light, it was beginning to dawn in my hell. At first I did not want to believe it, but I had to accept that it was true. I had not done very much for my fellow men yet, but I was ready to stake all of my inner being.

Now I began to feel that I did not want to stay here any longer. This hell I knew as well as the hells that lay below it. There were seven in all. In those hells I had learned that it was not very easy to help people, but I would try to overcome these difficulties. It had made me merge totally with this life, and that means spiritual knowledge.

Now I would return to my dungeon. It was as if I was being sent there. Was it someone’s influence? Then could they follow my exploits from afar? I sensed that it had to be so.

When I tuned myself in on the earth, this world dissolved for me. This dissolving was very remarkable. I practised it several times till I understood it completely. Next I sharpened my concentration and I floated through the mighty universe towards the earth. I was aware that millions of beings, stars and planets, suns and heavenly bodies were all around me, and yet I was alone, totally alone and deserted on my way to help others. My concentration I held fixed on my dungeon. By thinking of it constantly I should get there. This forward gliding and the connection with other situations I had already acquired. When it concerned my own life I could observe everything, but all that lived above my own world remained invisible to me. As I said before, more light had come into my hell, and the reason for that was that I was changing inside. One day the higher spheres would also become visible for me.

Soon I was back on earth. I entered the place where I had been locked up. My cell however was empty. Then I visited the other cells, for I wanted to know if I might be needed here. Those I had met during my first visit, were all gone to this side already. Centuries had passed, and still this building served as a prison. I went into one of the cells. Before me I saw an old man, who I guessed to be sixty years old. He too was like a skeleton.

Again I felt that gentle persuasion from the higher spirits, that served to remind me that they still followed me in everything. It was as if they had called me, and it gave me great joy when I felt it. How mighty were the powers of the spirit, distance just did not exist here. Still I did not understand the workings of these forces, though it was wondrous to experience them.

He was sitting in a corner of his cell peering all around him. My senses told me that he had contact with the world on this side. As soon as I had tuned myself in, I saw immediately.

My God, I thought, what have we here again? Several demons I observed, one of them, a female being, had made contact with him. She was a horrid monstrosity. I sat down close beside him and followed his train of thoughts. With me too was a demon, a former enemy; here, however, it was a female being. The man was consumed by passion, and through this passion he intended to make an end to his life. The connection he had was much closer than mine. Clearly the being manifested herself to him. I fathomed him and felt how long he still had to live. It was only a few weeks before he would die. How could I best break this connection and free him, to protect him from suicide? He spoke to the astral beings, whom he clearly saw.

‘Oh, help me’, he said, ‘have pity. Who are you?’

I followed this horrid show, and now heard the spirit say the words that sounded so devilish in my ears: ‘Make an end to your life, then you can come here.’

‘Where?’ he asked.

‘Here in our world.’

This I had to try to prevent, I knew only too well what awaited him there. It would take all my powers, but I felt that this man could be saved. I would try to suppress his passions, and I meditated for a long time how I would go about it.

‘Come to our world’, how devilish, how mean were these beings. Now I merged with him and shone my radiation upon him, so that he fell asleep for a short moment. The monster on this side felt that she had lost her power over him, temporarily.

‘He is asleep’, I heard her say, ‘how did that happen so suddenly? But we won’t leave him alone.’

I merged with her and felt whom she was, and how she was connected with him. What she wanted she could easily find on this side and on earth, but this old man had something to do with her life. The connection, I saw and felt, originated on earth. She hated. She had sunk deeper than he, and therefore he was within my reach. I would do everything to prevent this demon from gaining control over him. Shortly before his death they wanted to force this detestable process upon him. She knew how hideous this process was and was well acquainted with all the agonies it would cause him.

During his sleep I put wonderful thoughts in him, among others from his childhood. With these thoughts he presently woke up. He sat staring in front of him, and spoke some words in his mind, that I could not hear, but felt coming through within me as my own thoughts. He thought that he had dreamed. In him, at this moment, lay his youth, and with those memories he extricated himself from the claws of that being. In this way I managed to keep her influence away from him. They had been acquainted on earth, but she nurtured a deadly hate towards him. His life had been anything but sweet, but compared to her, he was a saint.

My will was dominant over his now, so that he continued to think in the same direction. And so the night passed. Oh, how well I understood his torments. No one could understand him better than I, for the same kind of life had also been mine. I knew all about it. I had experienced those laws and that terrible way of passing over. By day he could not see those beings either, but at night the astral being condensed himself; and I now knew how that was possible. By manifesting themselves they could urge this unhappy man to end his life sooner. When they achieved a close connection with him, then his passing over would be unavoidable. Therefore they always tried this connection at night or during deep darkness. But I continued to watch over him. I laid my own radiation around him and waited.

All day long he paced up and down in his cage. When he became exhausted, he sat down and began to think anew. I tried, as Emschor had done with me, to show myself, but I had to give up for I could not do it. Many times I tried, but without success. I should have to possess more powers and I now understood that I had to dominate all those dark spheres if he were to see me, and so I gave up. It strongly brought home to me how powerful the higher spirits were. Notwithstanding this disappointment I felt happy doing this work. This then would be my first important deed in this life.

Night was approaching again, but on this side no one had come yet. I watched my charge, saw what he did and felt what he longed for. His desires went out to her, and when he concentrated strongly I felt my radiation began to weaken. Then his own will pushed my help away, which lay around him like a dense haze. Still I tried to prevent this and keep him under my influence. But when he applied his own will the haze weakened and he slipped into the other forces, which he longed for.

The night darkness grew deeper, and still I did not see any beings. I would spot them as soon as they returned to him. The dungeon was still and hideous. The wind howled outside through the bars and made him shiver. In my time this had frightened me too, thousands of other feelings I had experienced in my time. They were inseparable. He too was living these same experiences. I tried to free him from them and prayed fervently to God to help me. For hours on end I prayed very intensely and through my prayer he felt some warmth stealing in. What I felt, he felt, for we were one. Therefore I could hear the howling of the wind, otherwise it would have been impossible to hear that in my world.

It did him good, so that I continued my prayer. I knew this misery and knew what to ask my Father. My prayer was pure, very human. I did not pray for myself, but for the ability to help and protect him from this downfall. So, I prayed and continued to pray, and this night too passed without any incidents. Thank God, I thought, two nights of his time had gone by. I checked his time and saw that he had been shut up here for many years already. He too had marked the days and years. By day I tried to exert influence on him and get him to pray too. If I would succeed in that, then he could not be reached so easily anymore. But this man too had prayed little during his lifetime. But I persisted. I put devout thoughts and the idea of dying in his mind. I let him feel that he would soon die. He took up that thought of mine and reflected about it in all sincerity.

‘Oh, God’, he said to himself, ‘what will await me? Can you forgive a poor sinner?’

Then again he interrupted his own thinking in order to reflect on other inferior things. When he let the animal-like feelings get the upper hand, he cut off my connection and the protective haze I had laid around him dissolved. Yet he fought against his own feelings. He knew, no, he felt very clearly that what he did was wrong. But he was always drawn back to it. He fought the evil in him, and that fight was not very simple.

I too on my long journey, had to fight myself. I had freed myself of all earthly pleasures and feelings but that freedom fight had been a ghastly struggle. My love for Marianne had protected me from this detestable life. Hence I understood that a person had need of something to hold on to. My thought world had been a series of events, like that of Marianne on earth, and yet, just the thought of her had given me the necessary strength, or I too would have stumbled again and again. But I had muddled through.

He too was busy, but could he win out over himself? I would continue to help this poor man. It was a fight of life or death, a fight of evil against good, and against his own will. That being, the woman who had returned to him, was the most pressing danger to his selfpreservation. If he would connect with her again, then he could not be saved anymore. The powers to turn himself against her, he did not possess.

Therefore I kept on praying, for I knew that only a higher power could help me. When other and higher beings sensed my feelings, they would support me from afar and I knew that a sincere prayer sent out would bring help from those who could receive those feelings. My prayers went on and on, for I made a solemn vow that nothing would stop my prayer. I prayed for a human being who was in danger. It had once been terrible for me.

Days and nights went by, and I sensed that the demons would be powerless if I could continue to protect him in this manner. I had entered inside of him and stayed there. So close was I connected with him, that he even looked for things to kill the time in the daytime. It meant to me that the evil had fallen asleep. He drew people and figures in every usable space of his cell. That was quite remarkable to me. I fathomed him to find out from where those feelings came so suddenly. He found it strange himself.

Suddenly he did something I did not expect, that made me aware that I did not have him as completely under my control as I thought. He cut a gash in his skin so that it bled. With his own blood he now drew nude figures on the walls. He considered this a funny amusement, but I pondered about it and thought I understood. These feelings came from deep within him. Like a wall of spiritual strength my aura surrounded him, yet he squeezed himself through it, although I had prevented him from doing so for some days. He continued to draw figures. Enormously taut were his feelings, and I sensed that I had to set him free, if only for a minute, otherwise I would drive him insane.

He had a very strong will, and the penetration of his personality brought him in this unexpected and incomprehensible situation. I had a problem! His inner being was looking for a way out, and hit upon this way, even though a dense spiritual force-field surrounded him. Feelings merged, but we would be totally one only if we cherish but one thought, as my master had taught me. For me all this was remarkable and educational, since here I learned the depth of the soul and to fathom the human being. Still I remained in contact with him. He stopped his drawing for a moment, and I felt that notwithstanding his own will, he still listened to me. It was as if he was waking up. He sighed deeply and admired his own ‘art work’.

Again I faced an enigma. He rubbed over his eyes and knew not what he had done. He looked at his arm and cursed at his own address.

‘How did I come to do this?’ he questioned himself, ‘maybe I am going crazy?’

He looked around him and saw several figures he had drawn. ‘Remarkable’, he said, ‘how did that happen so suddenly?’

He was unaware of it all, from which I deducted that his whole being had merged with mine. Yet I had felt nothing during his drawing, but I understood the danger of it all, for, because of me he had lapsed into a strange, unfamiliar situation in his feelings. I had to admit honestly, that I thought he had taken over my feeling for art without my knowledge, because in me lay that art. But this was not the case, it went deeper, since he knew nothing of what he had done and was frightened by the results. This I had not wanted. My thoughts and concentration had never been directed towards that, there was nothing in me that had been thinking of art at the time. Where did these feelings come from? Were they in him, or did he descend into a former life? I fathomed his life on earth, and saw that there was no art in it. He had never learned it, he had a very different profession. This was an enigma that I could not solve.

However, I sensed that I should continue in this manner, and then the enigma would resolve itself. For a long time I searched him and concentrated on his innermost being, and there in the farthest depth of his human feeling, I felt hidden feelings of art. From the very depth of his past these feelings had risen to the surface. He too had been an artist at heart. How deep was a human being with all those feelings that remained latent. Now I knew for sure that those feelings of art had not been mine, for when he began to draw it had startled me.

I now must try to take these feelings of art away from him again, and I felt that I must let him have more freedom, if I did not want to drive him insane. It would upset him frightfully if he found that he had done something for the second time of which he had no recollection. Through my concentration I had pulled him up into this life completely, and he had come under the deepest inspiration any artist on earth could wish himself. It became now obvious to me, that in this condition the greatest and most exalted works of art were created. What only mattered here for me, however, was, that I put to rest those feelings for art which so suddenly awakened in him. I took my force-field away from him, set his thinking free and he felt that he was becoming his own self again. Now I could start all over again.

He had stretched out to rest. However, before nightfall I would have to re-establish my contact with him. When these beings returned he would go into them. And so, when night approached, I made a very light connection with him. But I stayed in my own world and looked on to see what was going to happen, for I had a premonition that they would return tonight. He was sending his thoughts to this world, and yearned for a talk with her.

‘Are you there?’ he asked unexpectedly.

I did not see anybody, so I answered: ‘Yes, I am here.’

My words he heard in his inner being. I now did exactly like the demons who had spoken with me, I was glad that he gave me this opportunity. This was a way that had never occurred to me and which I had not counted on. It was a new way to make connections. I was in and around him and still I could reach him. This kind of connection was better and closer than the first. I directed my concentration towards him, and in all silence built a new wall of spiritual strength around him, while all the time I remained one with him.

And so I answered that I was with him and he said to me: ‘I have asked you questions, but why did you stay away so long? You still have not told me whether there is a death?’

Remarkable I thought, he asks exactly what I had asked.

My answer was: ‘There is no death.’

‘There is no death? And you said first that there was, and now again that there isn’t?’

‘No, there is no death.’

From this I concluded that they had not told him the truth either. In connections with demons a person was invariably cheated and lied to.

‘You did not understand me’, I added.

‘Not understand you?’

‘No’, I said.

Then there was a moment of silence. Man on earth accepted it all, he could not see through that veil and he would have to if he wanted to penetrate into our world. Lies and deceit were given him, and because of lies and deceit I had made an end to my life on earth. Still this man’s connection was closer than mine had ever been. He possessed more of those forces than I’d had when my end was approaching. At the same time I understood that all these forces were related to the approaching end. The soul was slowly getting ready to leave the material body. Because his spiritual body was coming into contact with this world, it would become more difficult for me to protect him from these beings. I felt and oversaw this.

Again he asked me: ‘Tell the truth, is there death?’

‘No’, I said, putting all my power in that word, so that it made his heart beat faster.

This conversation and the vibration inside of him, frightened him. Our connection was very close again. I was fully myself and yet he did and felt as I wished him to do. This situation had come to him unconsciously. I tried to fathom this and scanned his spiritual condition, but in that I did not see or feel the slightest opposition. Now we were one and I would try to keep up this unity of soul. I now examined his physical condition; this was very simple for me, because I felt it within my own self.

His heart was weakened, something I could plainly see, I felt it beating. Every hour used up a whole month of physical strength in ordinary living conditions. He was a wreck. The weakness of his earthly body, the yearning of his soul, the personal will, in all these lay this sensitivity. I understood that fully.

But now I felt the feelings of art returning in him. Now what? If he would give himself over to them, he would become totally insane. I tried to influence him in such a manner that he would go over into his material life fully aware, and to that end I thought up various earthy things. Through concentration I managed to make him sing and whistle. Next I forced him to walk in his cell up and down. From one silliness he went to another. My plan worked, by doing all these things he became himself again. The past sank back for him, and thus one danger was over. I now would have to calm him down somewhat and therefore I made myself one with him again, for I had to let him free when he was thinking of all these earthly things. All that walking up and down had made him tired. He sat down and tried to sleep. But he could not sleep, he was too fully conscious. Now I understood how I had been. For I too had not been able to sleep and this was the explanation. His inner being was in revolt.

For thousands of things I had to watch out here. I had not believed that it would be so difficult to help an earth human from this side. I did feel though that I was doing good work, for I relieved him of much suffering and from the most unbelievable agonies, not known on earth. For that I gave myself, all of my inner-self. I felt now that the past had returned to the past. This man too was deep. Every human being carried a deeply submerged past, because everybody has its ties with the cosmos. These were cosmic forces, and belonged to a completely different life. A life that I did not know, but which, through him now, revealed itself to me. He was dazed, panting for breath, for his body could not endure all of this.

Now something was approaching, I felt it. That cursed being, that monstrous hussy would influence him. This would be an open battle between her and me. But I had to take on two beings, for his will, his own personality was also against me. That will demanded and wished to contact her. That will, that enormous human will would be my undoing if I could not muster enough strength to prevent it.

‘Here I am’, I heard her say.

She did not see me, but looked in my direction. I appeared to her as a shadow, but wrapped in a haze. She knew these shadows, just as well as I had seen them in and around me. It told her that he was not alone. She attuned herself to him and asked: ‘Aren’t you alone?’

A bit of luck, I thought, she thinks he has someone with him on earth.

‘What do you say?’ he asked.

So he had heard something, but had not understood her clearly. I experienced the most remarkable things here, but at the same time horrible ones.

‘I am here’, she said after a pause, ‘don’t you see me?’

He was still sitting, staring dazedly ahead and did not answer.

Still she had picked up his inner urge to speak and urged: ‘Come now, give me an answer, I am here!’

It sounded so snippy and severe that it woke him and he came to life. There was now but one possibility open to me to keep him out of her claws. I tried to overpower his inner being and make contact with her, so that I could receive her conversation.

I said to the being: ‘Go away and leave me alone.’

A very long silence followed. She had clearly received my message. Suddenly she left. Where was she going? Had she felt any resistance? Had she gone for help and did she know where to get it? I knew that on this side such a being could join with a similar character, and together they could eliminate a human being. So I waited.

Beside me the man had come to his senses. He looked around and thought that he saw something in that pitch darkness.

‘Oh’, he said, ‘I feel so sick, so tired. If there is a Father in heaven, how can he allow this?’

Strange, I thought, every being asks for Him, every being asks ‘why’ and ‘wherefore?’ How God could sanction this, I too had always asked. However, I had come to know God as a Father of Love. This man too would one day know a God of Love, but after he had died.

Still it grieved me. Why must people on earth suffer so much? Why must the soul go through all those phases on earth before it could reach that height? Always again the ‘why’, it was and remained an enigma. God is Love. How simple to accept it seemed, yet so difficult. Wherever I had been, in the sphere of the earth, in the astral regions, in hell, everywhere there was sadness, misery and grief, but also passions and violence. Man did not want to obey. His questions ‘why’ and ‘wherefore’ were a reason for me to help him and protect him from ruining himself. He was willing, but if he would rebel his personality would work against me, and I must watch out for that.

He tried to sleep. He was too ill and too tired to attune himself in spirit. A few hours passed in this way until suddenly I noticed movements in front of me. Two beings had come back and with it the woman being. So she had gone for help, because she could not tackle it alone.

A lightning flash of spiritual force was shot at the man, who shook and trembled under that sudden influx of power and looked up. They had reached him. His desires to find contact with them flowed together with their combined forces focussed on him.

I was desperate, it was four against one and I could not possibly hold out against that. What should I do?

He raised himself up and spoke: ‘Are you there?’

‘Yes’, I said quickly.

But at the same instant I heard them say: ‘We have come to help you.’

‘Wonderful’, he said, ‘give me some advice.’

What now, I worried. To the left and right of me were the demons and before me the unfortunate man. I scanned him, but his longing was intense. His interest and passions cut off my aid. Several possibilities were now open to me, but which one should I apply to him? I squeezed myself inside him and penetrated his personality. Still deeper I should try to merge with him. Let it be insanity then, better insane than such a downfall. I felt him slip down and return; suddenly he began to scratch his old wounds open again. His blood began to flow. Next he jumped up and ran around like a mad man. The deepest darkness surrounded him, but that did not stop him. It was terrifying. This lasted a considerable time, and then he lay down again and sighed. He was over-exerted, his brains could not handle it all. His mind worked feverishly and his heart beat as if it would burst. With both hands he squeezed his head and called out: ‘I am going mad!’

I felt how in this condition the spirit can drive a person on earth insane. His physical strength was not able to resist this enormous, powerful influence, I was working on him, and so were the demons who were trying to pull him up into their life. It made him dizzy. A normal-feeling person has trouble enough already to keep himself in balance, so that the material body is in harmony with the spiritual body, and one can well understand how this poor wretch felt.

During my journey on earth I had seen all these things, but now I was going to have the experience of it. When the astral being has gained control over an earthling, he lives this life the way he wants. The demons use that material body for their pleasures, for their lust, violence and destructions. It all is animal-like and very, very sad, but this is the awful truth. Once an earthly being is reached, dozens of other beings can live themselves out in that material body. One who falls into the hands of evil is usually irretrievably lost. From this side everything possible is done to try and save such a person. It is hideous and grisly, but the astral man wants to live himself out, they are one in feeling and thought.

One piece of advice I can give you only: Want for the good things, so that a higher spirit can reach you and use his influence. As you think, so you draw towards you and you go over into it. Do not be at the mercy of your own thoughts.

This unhappy person experienced all of this. They wanted him destroyed, spiritually ruined, and I was trying to prevent that, I worked on him in my own way, but he persisted in wishing to make contact with the demons, and the demons sent him their hideous feelings. An organic disturbance was going to happen, for even the strongest material body could not withstand this. Again he jumped up and raced like a crazy man round and round, until he was too weak to move one foot in front of the other. He was already in a condition of total exhaustion. In the middle of his cell he collapsed and remained there. For me this was a stroke of luck, for now the demons could not reach him. He was too weak now to make an end to his life. But if it would go on like this, then the man would become insane.

In my time this always frightened me, so that I kept myself busy with thousands of other things, and kept a check on myself. Unwittingly I had controlled myself, yet it would have been better for me to have become insane, than to suffer that most horrid passing over.

The man now lay there like dead. I fathomed him and felt clearly that he was dazed. Of his past I felt nothing anymore. What happened to him now, was related to his physical condition, for his strength was failing more every minute. That was the reason the demons could not reach him sufficiently now, but they were still in and around him.

‘He is not alone’, I heard them say again, ‘a doctor is with him, he is being cared for.’

‘No’, said another, ‘he is lying on the floor.’

This conversation made me realize, that they could not judge or feel the true state of this situation. All those transitions were familiar to me, and I knew that my prisoner had a higher attunement than they. If I could suppress his desires, they would not be able to get to him. However his time of dying had not yet come, and much could still happen in the meantime. If he were to tune in on them, they would be able to see clearly that no earth doctor was present.

When I was thinking these things he asked: ‘Why don’t you help me? I am here so alone, nobody helps me.’

While he was speaking, I heard the female demon say: ‘He is alone, yet there is help, but that help comes from this side.’

I withdrew myself a little more, so that they would not spot me as a shadow.

‘I see nothing’, said the other.

‘Then you don’t see so well, come hurry up, don’t dawdle. He must make an end to his own life.’

Then they all attacked him in force, so that the poor fellow moaned and groaned. This much influence drove him crazy, his brain became confused. He wished for help, but that help would be fatal to him. It was now impossible for him to think normally. I was still one with him. Murderous were the thoughts of those who wished to destroy him. The unfortunate man did not know with whom he was connecting himself. I now called on all my strength, and prayed to God to assist me. It was coming to a most horrible battle. To the left and right of me I thought I noticed a bit of light. Did I too receive reinforcements? The full strength of my will I kept fixed on one point. I killed his feelings, more I could not do just now. On the demons I could not concentrate, so I had to let them do as they pleased. I only prevented him from listening to them and tried to divert his attention to other things. He could still be reached. I noticed that he followed me in my thoughts, and so night passed and the demons went away, because the morning-light weakens their connection.

For hours he had lain there, but now I urged him to get up. He tried to raise himself a few times, until finally he succeeded in reaching his former place. He was exhausted, for during the night he had lost much of his strength. During the day I saw the demons too, when they frequently returned to him. The man, however, was sinking deeper and deeper. I now felt that last night I had received help, my ardent prayer had been heard. When they would attack him tonight I could very likely count on that help again.

In the afternoon the man had visitors. There was indeed earthly help. He was given some medicine, and that made me realize that centuries had passed. When I had been locked up here nobody bothered with the prisoners, we were left to our own fate. Still he was left in his cell, even though he could not last very much longer.

I had been here a few weeks already protecting him, but still the end was not in sight. But there was a certain something by which I sensed that the end was near. When I attuned myself to him it went much easier than before. The spirit, who is about to enter this life, has already contact with it. In feeling he was moving away from the earth and was entering my life, and therefore I could reach him much better, though at the same time he became more sensitive to the demons.

The night and day went by without interruptions. The day after he could hardly move. He lay there very still with thoughts that were confused. He now was in a state of lunacy, far removed from his earth consciousness. All this I could plainly feel. Closer edged the end, but still he strained all his strength and crept around on all fours like an animal. I wanted to stop him, but it was not possible, he was looking for something,

‘Where are you?’ he called, ‘where are you? Come and do not leave me alone, I love you.’ They feel and see it. ‘Come now, speak. You are dear to me.’

Completely insane, I thought, but he feels in spirit. In my life he was normal. Once he was dead that spiritual disturbance would soon dissolve. How simple was lunacy. In my life on earth I had not understood a thing about it. The power of the thought from other beings had caused the disharmony in him. The one was helping him and an other tried to destroy him. I was still by myself, later they would possibly return.

I waited and followed him in thought. The closer death on earth came, the more difficult it became for me. I knew for a certainty that, had he been fully conscious, he would have made an end to his life long ago, but under these conditions he could not do it. He could not think of but one thing anymore, he was loaded with thoughts. This was for me now the only possibility on which I could concentrate. My connection with him remained very close.

Darkness had long fallen when the demons approached. He uttered profanities, begged for help, cursed his God and lost himself. Now there were five, three had not been sufficient. Those devils in human form knew that they were being obstructed. With their combined forces they wanted to draw him up into their world and do away with him. A horrible end they were forcing upon him. They closed in, completely surrounded him, and combined their concentration on the unfortunate man. Against such power I could not hold out. My prayer had helped me once, so I prayed again in silence to God to send me help. It was as if a hurricane force broke loose over him.

More intensely I prayed. ‘Help, help’, I cried. ‘My God help me.’

Then I called for my leader. ‘Help, Emschor, help me.’

Suddenly I felt a different force come into me. Again I prayed. ‘I am a prisoner here, Emschor, help me, frightful is the force coming at and in me.

Oh God, help me.

Emschor! Emschor!

My Almighty Father, I beseech you, help me, hear my prayer. I cannot hold out any longer. I can’t go on.’

I continued to call for help, for I felt my strength lessening. A feeling of uncertainty came over me, but I hung on and prayed and prayed. How strong was my prayer. A slight dizziness hit me, but I kept my concentration fixed on him and resisted the demons.

Suddenly the prisoner sat up, sighed, moaned and uttered sounds of fear. Now I saw blood flowing from his mouth. His head throbbed and his heartbeat I could hear in this world. Gruesome was this unequal battle.

Again I cried for help. Over and over again I called Emschor’s name. They had to help me, or I would have to give up.

What now? The prisoner was getting ready to hurl himself against the prison wall and kill himself. In this state of lunacy he did not know anymore what he was doing. This I had not reckoned with. Lightning fast, with all the power still left in me, I squeezed myself in him and forced him to think of other things. I succeeded. He sank back and I let him creep around to make him dog-tired. The demons had wanted that he would crush himself, and I had been able to prevent it. At last he dropped down, completely exhausted. Thank God, he still was under my control. Yet he crept back to his pallet and I waited to see what would happen. High above me I saw several luminous figures. They looked down and smiled at me.

‘How can I thank you’, I sent up to them.

Upon which they said: ‘He will soon pass over, his fight is finished. The demons can not reach him any longer. This night will go by peacefully. Love is the ultimate, the good wins. God be with you.’

I burst into tears. Both of us had been given help. Emschor had heard my prayer and sent me his helpers. What a fight I had fought for his passing over! I had been allowed to help a human being, how happy that made me feel. How thankful I was to God and how deep did I bow my head. A strong current of joy flowed through me, a happiness which meant love.

I fathomed him again and felt at what time he would die. It was as if the poor man felt it too. Before me lay a man who had fought his battle. How he had suffered, asked and searched! And how deeply shocked this person had been! I thanked my Father that I had been able to bring it to a good ending.

The demons were still present, for I heard them speak. At last they went away, to return no more.

I meditated about everything and realized that I had learned a great deal. I felt different from before I started, and yet only a few weeks had gone by. There seemed to be more light around me. I was busy serving human beings and loved my God, Whom I did not know very well, but of Whose powers I was now convinced. I had accomplished something for this man and would gladly do it all over again. On the very last moment help had arrived. When my concentration weakened I had been lost, and had that help not come then the demons would have pulled him down into their life. Miracles seem to happen only at the very last moment. I had experienced this frequently at this side. Prayers too were heard at the very last instant.

Night had passed and I felt that his end was drawing near, so that I had to attune myself in a different manner. Now I brought rest and prayed for him. Then I spoke to him and he understood every word, so close was his connection with our world already. Slowly his dayconsciousness returned. Clearly I saw and sensed this working, his head did not throb so much either.

‘Who are you?’ I heard him ask.

‘Your friend’, I said, ‘do rest at ease.’

He could see me very well, and asked: ‘A friend?’

‘Yes, a very good friend.’

‘Where are the others?’

‘Did you see them?’

‘Yes, where are they?’

‘They have left’, I said.

‘She too?’

‘Yes.’

‘Thank goodness’, he said.

He had been very closely connected with her. He felt relieved that she was not here anymore.

‘I am going to die’, he said. ‘I feel it. Will I be with you then?’

‘You will be with me and with other friends, who mean you well.’

‘If only God will forgive me. I have suffered so much.’

‘God loves you.’

‘Is that the truth?’

‘The sacred truth.’

Tears welled up in his eyes.

My words sprung from the deepest part of my soul. How I had changed! Yes, so I thought, God is Love.

‘You speak differently from them. Have you been with me all the time?’

‘No’, I said to him, ‘I came to help you.’

‘I am grateful to you; just a few hours and then I’ll die.’

I wept too, but from happiness, because I had been allowed to help him; but I was sad too because man on earth had to suffer that much.

‘My God’, I prayed, ‘I have been witness of his suffering, he will seek what is good and work at himself. He will be like a child, please be merciful, he has suffered so much.’

A calming current flowed through him. His physical strength deteriorated every minute. Like a beast he lay there. On earth they left him alone, not one human being came to visit him. The food was shoved as usual through the hole, but he had no more need for food. Time passed and he willingly submitted himself. His spirit was preparing itself, he had already lost consciousness for the earth.

Now I felt that I must help him. I made those long magnetizing striking movements over his body as I had seen it done before. His spirit body now came free, the cord, that had also held me fast till the last second, was dissolving already. It became more and more transparent, and the more it faded the more his strength lessened. The dying man sighed deeply several times, he still lived on earth. He called for his father and mother and remembered his youth. Again he fervently called for his parents. Were they still alive? It did not seem likely. Once more he called and gave a terrifying scream. I shuddered. This was a terrible passing over, but nothing compared to my own. Still his dying was awful. Lonely and alone he entered this life. No friends or acquaintances, no father or mother; he lay there all alone in his misery. This hovel was his death chamber.

Now he was leaving the earth, the cord broke apart and the spirit freed itself completely. Life on earth was over.

Now I heard talking, I glanced up and looked in the faces of two youthful spirits. One of them spoke: ‘We have come to fetch him, brother. Are you ready to follow us?’

‘What do you mean?’ I asked.

‘We are bringing him to the place of his spiritual attunement.’

‘Oh’, I said, now I understand you. How did you know this man was dying?’

‘We know this some time beforehand. We are sent here from the higher spheres.’

‘Have you helped me during this horrible fight?’

‘Yes, we followed you in everything’

Isn’t that enormous. I thought.

‘Does this man not have a father and mother on this side?’

‘Yes, but both belong to the unfortunate ones.’

I understood. The two young spirits now caught the spiritual body, and a human being had died on earth, but had entered the spiritual life. Dead on earth, and born in the life of the spirit. The body of the spirit lay wrapped in a haze. Nothing was said anymore. In rapid flight they left the earth. I followed them. Where would they bring him? Always further it went. I sensed where we were, it was not the Land of Hatred.

Were they bringing him to the spiritual spheres? Every human being was met and fetched from the earth if it was possible. However, not me, I had been stuck to my material body where nobody could fetch me. How did they know everything up here? They had known that I was not freed. ‘This’ then I had gained for him. If I had not stayed with him, he would have had to undergo the process of decomposition also. God was almighty, for God governed all. His envoys knew this beforehand.

At last they seemed to have arrived at their destination. I was in an other land and saw many brothers and sisters together. Could I enter here? This was not my sphere. My hell was different. Did I now have more light? The man who had just died was carried into a huge building. Many other brothers I saw arriving with earth people also. Where am I, I thought, and stepped inside the building. Everywhere I saw resting couches on which lay the spiritual beings, who had died on earth and entered this life. Love, nothing but love I noticed. How considerately they all cared for these people.

A brother now walked up to me and said: ‘Don’t you want to rest a while? After doing such great work you need a bit of rest.’

Does he know about that? I thought.

‘We know everything’, he answered my thought.

Miraculous it was, for I had only thought it and not uttered a word. Here they knew what an other was thinking.

I said: ‘I do not feel tired and intend to return to earth.’

‘Wonderful’, said the master, for I sensed that he was a master.

‘Keep going in this way’, he added, ‘and you will earn yourself much spiritual possession. Know, that in the spheres of light they are waiting for you. Many beautiful things await you there. What you see here is the serving love. Each one has his own task, but we all serve the human who enters here. Let me explain to you where you are. Follow me.’

We went outside again and the master said: ‘Brother Lantos.’

‘Do you know me?’

‘You hear that I know you.’

‘In this vast expanse?’

‘I have known for a long time that you would come here. We wait for you and many others. In the spheres a being is waiting for you, and that master has contacted me. Therefore I know of your life, and of all who enter here. Hear me: you are now in the Land of Twilight. This is not your hell however, you have laid off your hell already. Thus you have come higher. Because you are seeking to do the good things your condition has changed. You can still go higher, for your sphere is the next one which lies above here. The sphere where we are now borders on the Land of Hatred, and is a transitional sphere. You have been in the Land of Hatred and you are familiar with the life there. You then have freed yourself of the darkness by helping him and many others. The darkness, brother Lantos, now lies behind you. Therefore I am telling you to continue and find it in this way, then the spheres of light will be yours. In your proper sphere you already have light, but you have not yet reached the first spiritual attunement.

‘Am I then still one of the living dead?’

‘Yes, you still belong to them, but it will not be very long. Then you will go over into the first light sphere. After that follows the second, the third, the fourth, the fifth, sixth and seventh sphere. Next come the mental regions. These are regions, as you have heard, that can be compared with the world of the unconscious. Whoever merges with that world will not return, but will go to the fourth cosmic degree, which is an other planet. But you will be convinced of that later. We all, brother Lantos, give ourselves totally for those who from the darkness and the earth have made it to here. We protect them from falling back and help them in every way. That is our work. Others go down into the darkness to help unfortunate people.’

‘What happens to the one I was allowed to assist?’

‘He is sleeping and his sleep will be long, then begins his life in the spirit.’

‘Is this his sphere?’

‘Yes, this is his attunement.’

‘Will he stay here long?’

‘It can be years and it all depends on his own will.’

‘He has suffered so much, will that be taken into account?’

‘Has anything been given you for nothing?’

‘No, it hasn’t.’

‘Well then, we aren’t able to give him something also, he has willed this himself.’

I understood. ‘Am I here on the border of the real hell in this life?’

‘So you are.’

‘Then I can still go further?’

‘You can.’

‘What do you advise me to do?’

‘That all depends on yourself what you want to do. You can go back to earth, or descend into the darkness, of hell, or go higher to take possession of your own sphere. But I advise you to go to work again. There are thousands of people who need help. In a short time you can make great progress, for you have a strong will, know all those hells and spheres, and also know how to reach the people on earth. In the centuries that have gone by you have learned all that.’

‘I’ll go down’, I said to the master.

‘That is the way, my brother.’

‘Have you followed me in everything?’

‘As I told you I am connected with your master. From here you have been assisted in every way, and your prayers were received by us here.’

‘Is that possible?’

‘You see that we know all. Pure prayers that are transmitted find immediate connection. Your cry for help, coupled with your great love to help a human being, reached us, nay, it travelled higher and higher until it penetrated the spheres of light. From there we receive the message to help those who are in need of help. Those connections thus are made by the masters.’

‘When I understand you correctly, then I feel that the more pure I can give of myself and the greater the love I have for others, the higher will be the help I get?’

‘So it is. By giving your full love, the higher spirits will support you and send you their assistants.’

‘Is this for everybody?’

‘He who wants what is good will receive this help.’

‘Every soul goes his own way?’

‘Everyone has to follow his own way, but in reality we all follow only one way in order to reach the highest spheres. That is, by loving life and by serving.’

‘Are all those ways equally difficult?’

‘No, not that. You, however, have experienced the deepest misery, and walked the most difficult road there is. Your dying was an out of the ordinary entrance. But not only your entrance, also the manner in which you found your way out of everything, besides being totally alone you have managed to work your way up here already. You have gone through various stages and know how to extricate yourself from those spheres. Others have to be helped with it and need our assistance. You, however, look for the answers in your own life and at the same time you try to help and support others. For the person who can advance this far by his own strength, we feel awe on this side’

‘Can you tell me where master Emschor lives?’

‘Your leader and master lives in the fifth sphere.’

‘In the fifth sphere, you say? How will I ever get there?’

‘When you continue in the same way, you shall make rapid progress. Do you have any other questions?’

‘Yes, I have much to ask, but I do not want to remain here. I shall go back to earth and all those other hells and try to acquire those spiritual powers. But first I will go back to my cell, maybe I can help others there.’

‘That is not necessary, brother Lantos.’

‘How do you know that?’

‘We know where to find the human being who needs help.’

‘In this vastness of space? ‘

‘Here in this world, we have connections with millions. It is a mighty chain, and a human being who makes contact with it, finds his brothers and sisters from the higher spheres there too. Immediately when they send up their thoughts, we know where urgent help is required. And only those who have experienced the very same kind of life, can help them. Everything that you have experienced is concentration and love, in particular the serving love. You can go back to your prison if you wish. but your help there is not necessary anymore.’

‘Then that work was given to me?’

‘Correct, your ways were followed. In all silence we influenced you. You are never alone, even though you think you are. Not one of those who are still locked up in your prison, brother Lantos, has connections with this world.

‘It’s a miracle’, I said, ‘mighty and profound.’

‘So return to earth and you will find other work there. And when you come back here, all will be different and you will understand your eternal life better. Come, follow me. I will show you back to him whom you have helped.’

I saw hundreds of people who were all in a deep sleep. Emschor had told me about this sleep and I now understood it. How true everything was. Men and women I saw together. Grown-up adult people were being cared for like infants. This life was being explained to them, for I sensed that they were unable to help themselves. I did not want to be like that. I wanted to stand on my own feet. Every second thousands of people arrived here from the earth. Immediately the brothers who brought them turned back to earth to fetch others. It was mighty to observe this. Dying and being born, always on and on, for thousands years it had not changed. Old and young were here together, but children I did not see.

There lay my friend. It surprised me that he had changed much already. The spiritual body slowly became conscious and he would and must wake up. The change happened during his sleep. I felt and understood this, for it had happened to me too. Months would pass before the man would be himself again, but still it happened. Deep was his sleep.

Oh, how mighty is this life, I thought. I looked around me and made my decision. Here I did not want to stay, for I was not a person who wanted to sit quietly down to enjoy my acquired possessions. I wanted to be on my way to work at myself. I thanked the master for everything he had given me, and said goodbye to all of them. Many people saw me off. They all called me farewell. New problems I would encounter and learn the wonders of them. Again I was on my way and the darkness came closer and closer around me. Slowly this sphere closed around me and I dissolved into its darkness.