well put..philo

two/more..quotes

[re ..hells/flames]..[the place..those fearing..
their inner-[good/god]..light..*dwell]

....by..a current of strong*will-force..

set in motion..by the fierce..and powerful beings..who reign here,..and who thus,..as they imagine,..protect*..themselves from..intrusions..[good]..from the higher-spheres.

To us,..however,..with our more spiritualized-bodies,..these flames..and the..walls and rocks..you will find in this land,..are..no more*impenetrable..than..is the solid material of earthly-doors..and walls,..and..as we can..pass..at will..through them,..

so too..can we pass through these,..which are..none the-less..
sufficiently solid..to imprison..the spirits..[of the decieved]..who dwell in this country.

The more ethereal..a spirit is..the less..can it be bound by matter,..and at the..same time..the less..direct power/can it have..in the moving of matter,..without the aid*..of the physical material..supplied by the aura..of certain mediums.

and..material as they seem..to your eyes,..opened*..to the/sight of spiritual things.. they would be8..invisible..to a mortal's sight,..

could one still..in the body of flesh..
by..any miracle visit..this spot.

They have,..in fact,..no earthly material..qualities..in them,

yet..they are..none the less material..in the sense..that all things earthly..or..spiritual are clothed..in matter..of some kind...[relitive to/their location.]

The number..and variety..of degrees of solidity..in matter are infinite*,

as without..a certain covering..of etherealized matter..even spiritual-buildings..and spiritual bodies..would be invisible to you

Like the waters..of the Red_Sea..they will fall apart
on either side..and we shall pass through..unscathed.

Here,..as*on earth,..we/would,..in order to move..its..material substances,require to use*..the aura..of some of the mediumistic spirits..of..this sphere.

At the same time..we shall find..that our higher/spiritual powers have become muffled,..so to say,..because..in order to enter..this sphere..and..make ourselves visible..to its inhabitants,..we have had to..clothe/ourselves..in its*..conditions/sub-stances,

and thus..we are more liable..
to be affected/by..its*..temptations.

Our lower-natures..*will be appealed*to..in every form,

and we shall..have to direct..our efforts
to prevent..them..from*again..dominating us.

My friend..now took my hand..firmly..in his..and we.."willed"..ourselves to pass/through..the wall of fire...

I confess that..a momentary sense of fear..passed over me
as we began to enter it,..but..I felt..we were.."in for it,..so exerting all my powers and..concentrating my thoughts..I soon found..that we were floating through-

-the flames forming..a fiery arch..below..and above us
through which..as through a tunnel..we passed.

Thinking of it now..I should say..it must have been
about a quarter..to half a mile thick,..

Jinny.

"Interesting how the human mind proceeds in a some-what ancient way of thinking and yet No evidence to prove that we are nothing more than electro-chemical beings."

I think that answers your Question.

BLUE

judging as one would by earthly-measurements,..but at the time I did not take sufficient note..to be very exact,..

all my energies being directed..to the repelling of..the fiery particles from myself.

As we emerged..we found ourselves..in a land of night.

It might have seemed like..the bottomless pit of desolation
had we not..stood upon solid-enough ground,..while above us..was this canopy of black smoke.

How far this country extended..it was impossible to form any idea,..since the heavy atmosphere..like a black-fog shut in our vision..on every side...I was told..that it extended through the whole of..this vast..and dreadful..sphere.

In some parts there were great tumbled jagged mountains..of black rocks,..in others long..and dreary..wastes of desert plains,..while yet others were..mighty swamps..of black oozing mud,.[detritus]..full of the most/noisome crawling creatures,..slimy monsters,..and huge bats...

Again there were dense/black forests of..gigantic, repulsive-looking trees,..almost human..in their power..and tenacity,..encircling and imprisoning/those who ventured amongst them.

[these are embodyments of human negativity..
much like satan..embodiments...that not real..[sin]..

Ere I left this awful land..I had seen these..and other dreadful regions,..but truly neither..I..nor anyone else..could ever really describe them..in all their loathsomeness..and foulness.

As we stood looking at this country..my sight,..gradually becoming used to the darkness,..enabled me to perceive the surrounding objects dimly,..and I saw that before us there was a highway marked by the..passage of many spirit feet..across the black plain on which we stood...

A plain covered with dust..and ashes,..as though all the blighted hopes,..the dead ashes..of misused earthly lives..had been scattered..here.

We followed this..highway,..and in a short time arrived..at a great archway of black stone..hewn into large/blocks..and rudely piled one upon the other.

An immense curtain..of what I thought at first..was black gauze
hung before the gateway.

On going nearer..I saw to my horror..that it was made from spirits' hair,..with the eyes..strung like beads upon it,.and,..most horrible of all,..the eyes were alive..and seemed to look at us imploringly

and follow..our every movement..as though striving to read our intentions..in coming here.

"Are these eyes..endowed with life?"..I asked.

"With soul life?..no,
but..with the astral life,..yes-...
-and they will..

its funny..how those..who dont*..believe...say it isnt so..

[regardless of the reality..or not..of that which they chose to disbelieve]

think of jesus..as much any other..with a body..of work

shakespear...or robin-hood...these are embodyments..of certain works
that we may agree with..or diss-agree/with..regardles of their truth..
or faulsity..

we can but look at...their fruit..or the fruits..of their works

anyhow..so saying..back to hell

ps jinny..keep fighting...have you..visited the world freeman society site?

[as for a website..this is it..its not mine..
so it will..never..be put into a book]

[the eyes]..will continue..to so..live..while the souls to which they belonged..continue..being..*in the spirit-bodies..or envelopes..from which these..eyes have been torn.

This/is one of the gates of Hell,..and the custodian of/it..has a fancy to decorate-it in this way..with the eyes..of his/victims.

In this place..there are none who have not..themselves been guilty
during their earthly lives..of the/most awful cruelties,..the most absolute defiance of the laws..of mercy and justice.

In coming here they are..only intent upon finding fresh means
to gratify their lust*..for cruelty,..

and thus..they expose*themselves..to becoming..in their*turn..the victims of beings..no more ferocious..than themselves,..but stronger in will-power..and cleverer/cunning..in intellect.

This is the City of Cruelty,..and those who reign here..do so by virtue of their very excess..of that vice...

The wretched spirits..to whom these eyes belong,..with their degraded,..stunted soul/germs still imprisoned..in their mutilated bodies,..are..at this moment..wandering through..the desolation of this/land,

or laboring..as helpless slaves..for their spirit tyrants,..deprived even of the limited power of sight..possessed by others..in this dreary land;

while between..the eyes..and their owners..there yet exists a-connecting link..of magnetism which will keep them living..and thus animated..by a reflected_life..till the soul germ/..shall cast off..its present envelope..and CHOSE*..to rise to a higher..*state..of life."

While we were studying..this horrible gateway..the curtain of living eyes was drawn aside,..and two..strange dark beings,..half human..and half animal,..came out,

and we took the chance..to pass in unnoticed by..the guardian of the gate,..a gigantic..and horrible creature,..misshapen..and distorted in every limb..so that the/worst ogre of fable..could scarcely convey to mortal mind..a picture of him.

He sprang out..with a frightful-laugh..and horrible language upon the..two poor..trembling spirits..who fled..

JINNY

Good.

Sometimes (I have noticed in my own life) Angles appear at the strangest of times cloaked in the strangest disguise.

God bless

I do so enjoy a good conspiracy, as the gate keeper rattles his keys.

Have a nice day.

BLUE