The Spirit World comprises many different lands or places in which Spirits, in accordance with their condition, find a suitable habitation. There are many who term these spheres. I call them places—countries, similar to those of Earth. And inasmuch as the various tribes of men on Earth are drawn together into nations or countries, so is it with man in Spirit life—the various classes or conditions find their respective localities. One man of your Earth may have a love for the gay and delicate flowers that decorate the fields. Another takes a wider range and takes delight in grand and beautiful scenery and his soul revels amid the mountains whose snowcapped tops pierce into the heavens. Another, amid the thundering roar of dashing waters pouring from the cliff above to the dark depths below, loves to contemplate the rainbow hues of the cascade. Others, again, prefer quiet and solitude in the dark gloomy paths of the forest that their hearts may rise in aspiration to God; while another class find their greatest pleasure on the waters in the bright and beautiful sunshine. It is even so in the World of Spirits. There is one who loved the beautiful flowers of Earth and he finds his loved and lovely treasures in their celestial beauty much lovelier than he ever dreamt of. Here, too, Here, too, there is enough to satisfy the admirer of Nature in her grander aspects of mountain and valley—of flood and field. Here the joyous waters fall from the rocky heights in a tide of music, at once gratifying the eye and ravishing the ear of him whose soul loves to find pleasure amid such scenes. And then, again, we have our grand old woods and their quiet solitudes through which the contemplative man may walk and meditate on the Great Spirit and on all His wonderful ways and works—how all is so beautifully fitted to the necessities of the creature by the Allwise and Almighty Creator and how all become, by His arrangement, sweet ministers to man. There, too, on the banks of a beautiful lake, whose silver waters ripple under the beams of heavenly light, we have great gatherings of the lovers of music, whose songs of praise, reverberating on the distant rocks, come back in harmonious echoes across the waters, filling their hearts with gladness, love, and peace.
Such scenes as I have been describing, are only adapted to man in a truly moral condition, for where I am all are Godlike. It is different in the dark places of the Spirit World; there men are still under the dominion of the animal part of their nature; their Godlike part is still buried up, overgrown with weeds, with no eye, no ear for Heavenly things. Not until these choking weeds are torn away can the Spirit be made to feel that there are treasures around him which he may possess. When, however, the hindrances are removed, he finds a place suitable to his moral condition. Painters, artisans, philosophers—all find in Spirit life their varied wants and aspirations fully met by the wise providence of the Great Ruler.
Hafed, Prince of Persia
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