“On Bald Hill, toward the east—you can see the brick buildings and
scaffoldings—are the schools for Mechanics; where those who are so
fitted by heredity, learn the use of tools and machinery.”
“The children of mechanics, must then follow their father’s calling?”
“Not necessarily: If a carpenter-man does not wish to raise
carpenter-children, he seeks a wife among the farmers, philosophers,
professions or wherever his preferences tend. Their united desire calls
to their home souls harmonious, in development with their intentions.
“Your people have not yet learned this law—in Natural History;” with a
roguish twinkle, “it is taught in our lowest grades.”
“Taught to children?” we asked horrified at this depravity.
“To little children. Your people ignorantly imagine marriage and birth a
game of chance, attended by much nonsense and immorality; in which
parents may draw anything from a blank or a monstrosity to a saint. You
are here to learn the beautiful truth;—or as much of it as you are
capable of grasping.”
Their conversation seemed so illy fitted to their years, that we asked
their age.
“Fifteen and eighteen years of this incarnation, while you are nearly
fifty; but, in Eternity, we are your seniors and can teach you to crush
the shell by which Earth-children have surrounded themselves.”
“You speak of ‘Earth-children;’—are you not of them?”
“No; this is Reinstern. You have been brought to us to learn the
possibilities of your people.”
“Isn’t Reinstern in the western part of the United States?” we asked,
greatly mystified.
“It is a planet as yet undiscovered by your astronomers, who waste
lifetimes searching with telescopes for what the inner vision will
readily disclose when you allow the real self to predominate.”
“This is a flimsy dream, after all,” was our immediate conclusion, which
though unexpressed, was quickly answered.
“No; you are not dreaming; but thoroughly awake, at last. Upon your
planet, generation after generation have been given over to materialism
and hypocrisy; till Life, which is only embodied in Love and Truth, is
nearly extinct; it is, in your best, torpid.
“Again and again have Teachers and Physicians from a higher plane of
existence been clothed in your Earth-garb, and lived among you that your
eyes might be opened.
“You have either persecuted or shunned them, but occasionally, after
their departure, dully recognizing their mission and superiority, have
worshipped their materialization; giving no heed to their precepts.
“It is now feared, among the sister-planets, that Earth will lose her
spirituality, which is her life, and become, again, a nonentity among
the spheres; a mass of corruption which must, eventually, return to its
original state of floating matter, to be elsewhere utilized.
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