Letters from a living dead manHatch, David Patterson (Spirit)
Religion
Letters from a living dead man
Hatch, David Patterson (Spirit)
Spirit writings; Spiritualism
There is even a large organisation of souls who call themselves a
League. Their special work is to take hold of those who have just
come out, helping them to find themselves and to adjust to the new
conditions. There are both men and women in this League. They have done
good service. They work on a little--I do not want to say higher plane
than the Salvation Army, but rather a more intellectual plane. They
help both children and adults.
It is interesting about the children. I have not had time yet to
observe all these things for myself; but one of the League workers
tells me that it is easier for children to adjust themselves to the
changed life than it is for grown persons. Very old people are inclined
to sleep a good deal, while children come out with great energy, and
bring with them the same curiosity that they had in earth life. There
are no violent changes. The little ones grow up, it is said, about as
gradually and imperceptibly as they would have grown on earth. The
tendency is to fulfil the normal rhythm, though there are instances
where the soul goes back very soon, with little rest. That would be a
soul with great curiosity and strong desires.
There are horrors out here--far worse than the horrors on earth. The
decay from vice and intemperance is much worse here than there. I have
seen faces and forms that were really frightful, faces that seemed to
be half-decayed and falling in pieces. These are the hopeless cases,
which even the League of workers I spoke about leave to their fate. It
is uncertain what the fate of such people will be; whether they will
reincarnate or not in this cycle, I do not know.
The children are so charming! One young boy is with me often; he calls
me Father, and seems to enjoy my society. He would be, I should think,
about thirteen years old, and he has been out here some time. He could
not tell me just how long; but I will ask him if he remembers the year,
the calendar year, in which he came out.
It is not true that we cannot keep our thoughts to ourselves if we are
careful to do so. We can guard our secrets, if we know how. That is
done by suggestion, or laying a spell. It is, though, much easier here
than on earth to read the minds of others.
We seem to communicate with one another in about the same way that
you do; but I find, as time goes by, that I converse more and more by
powerful and projected thought than by the moving of the lips. At first
I always opened my mouth when I had anything to say; it is easier now
not to do so, though I sometimes do it still by force of habit. When
a man has recently come out he does not understand another unless he
really speaks; that is, I suppose, before he has learned that he also
can talk without using much breath.
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