- 81 - A spirit drops its mask The more the spirit Andreas gained a foothold in me, the stronger grew my resolve to work for Spiritism and this is why, after having been repeatedly requested by Andreas in secret discussions, I allowed myself to be elected to the position of chairman of the association. I worked on its behalf and introduced various reforms with the result that the association quickly grew and a whole band of people assembled around Andreas to hear his proclamations within this more intimate circle. Psychic phenomena, the like other spiritistic associations usually experienced, had not happened to this point, and when we asked at times whether we would see such things, it was indicated to us that we had to wait until the time was right, we would then be granted all the gift of the spirit, a promise that fulfilled itself in abundance later in as far as the gifts of the spirit consisted in phenomena. I once again tried automatic writing in those days and a spirit announced his presence who openly confessed that he had defrauded me by writing with my hand in Andreas’s name. He explained that he had acted with Andreas’s permission and used his name, because I did not want to deal with other spirits, as I was sceptical about other spirits intentions and had set my mind on becoming a medium for Andreas. The well-meant intention had been to give me a serious warning about being too gullible in regards to spirits that might appear later to create situations that could indeed turn into a real danger for me. I would have to experience the good and the bad if I wanted to benefit from it and develop further etc. This spirit appeared to be so kind hearted and benevolent that I let go of my bitterness and declared that I was willing to work with him. I felt a peculiar pressure whenever he appeared. He wrote with my hand and an intimate friendship gradually developed between us. He was gentleness personified and at the same time most relentless when it came to reproving something, this was something that, in my opinion, did not fit in with my resolution to not deviated from God’s path one iota. He taught me to realise that a lot of things had to be eradicated from people’s hearts and sacrifices had to be made before one could truly walk God’s path. He appeared day and night to console me when I was depressed but also to share my joys. It was a friendship, so ideal that I had never thought that something like this was possible. He told me on numerous occasions that he had received the command from higher spirits to develop me in such a way that I was able to carry out the work to promote God’s realm from the specific position that I occupied at that time. He specifically used the words “promote God’s realm” and I equated this at that time with the promotion of spiritistic principles. He wrote that I had been designated to write books about these things and that I would receive the necessary inspiration from higher spiritual spheres. My objection that I did not possess sufficient psychic ability was affectionately but peremptorily rejected; All I had to do was avail myself as a willing instrument and wait until the order to start my work was given. Other spirits arduously worked hand in hand with this godly influence, spirits I regarded as evil, and they tried to promote completely different notions within me, above all to give up communicating with spirits. This campaign was a masterpiece of satanic maliciousness, but I unfortunately realised this too late. In the meanwhile, I found comfort with the spirit that befriended me, who wrote about the work and endeavours of the evil one who tried to squash the achieved successes etc. He was relentless in his endeavours and no agnel could have been gentler with me. But then one day, without reason, like a lightning bolt from the sky, he dropped his mask (by twisting intimate family relationships) and this in a way and under circumstances that were so maliciously conceived that hardly another human being could have carried it out. He then disappeared. I don’t have to describe my mood after this had happened; it felt as if everything came crashing down to leave a yawning ruin behind. I could not understand why something like this was allowed to happen, that anyone was allowed to even act in God’s name against someone whose intentions were as described above. My mind stood still after such a barefaced and atrocious mockery of God – because that is what the whole, monthlong contact with this spirit had been.
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