- 4 - “This is absolutely horrible” said the deceased. “It certainly is”, said the angel. “Do all of these animals continue to live?”, asked the deceased. “All of these animals live with God”, said the angel. “You cannot go there, because they stand in front of you and they accuse you, they will not let you pass. What you see here are their former mirror images, they represent your work and they remain with you. You will experience all of their suffering on your own person until you are born on Earth once again to atone for your deeds. This is a long and sad journey. But they will not be your only companions, you also have another one, look this way, see who stands amidst all your works.” The deceased looked up and he saw a hideous spirit being with a human grimace, it wore a garment covered in dirt and blood and it had a knife in its hand. “This is the most hideous thing I ever saw”, said the deceased and he was gripped with a horror he never experienced before. “Who is this monster? Do I have to look at it all the time?” “This is you”, said the angel. “But what about the sciences?” asked the deceased fearfully, “didn’t I serve them? – Am I not one of the great spirits, even though I committed these acts?” “The great spirits were brothers and not executioners of animals”, said the angel, “they would turn their backs on you if you could dare to get to them. But you will not get anywhere near them. You were as nothing and not a great spirit. You were well aware that you were as nothing, you knew that you didn’t have the imagination and this is why you committed these atrocities, in the hope that you could discover nature’s secrets by chance, by torturing these animals. This was followed by a lust for murder, the rage of dominion little souls display. Can you see all of this? – You can see it clearly in your mirror image, it faithfully recorded all your traits. Remain with him, wash his bloodied and dirty garment until it is as white as snow. This can take a thousand years and maybe longer. Remain with him, because you cannot escape him. He is your companion and these mutilated animals are God’s creatures and they represent your paradise.” “All of this is true” said the deceased, “but even though I thought and acted like that, didn’t I promote knowledge at the same time? Aren’t the sciences saying something on my behalf?” “Knowledge gained through crimes?” asked the angels. “The sciences had insights in the past when they were still a temple. I show you what the sciences look like these days.” An ugly, yellow light flicker into view and the deceased saw a fool sitting there trying to build a house of cards with bloodied hands. A gust of wind blew it down, but the fool kept rebuilding it.