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(plates 17-20)
An angel came to me and 'O pitiable foolish young man! O horrible! O
dreadful state! Consider the hot burning dungeon thou art for
thyself to all eternity, to which thou art going in career. 'I said:
'Perhaps you be willing to shew me my eternal lot & we will
together upon it and see whether your lot or mine is most
desirable. ' So he took me thro' a stable & thro' a church & into the
church vault. At the end of which was a mill: thro' the we went, and
came to a cave: down the winding cavern we groped our tedious way, a
void boundless as a nether sky appear'd us.& we held by the roots
of trees and hung over this immensity; but I said: 'If you please we
commit ourselves to this void, and see providence is here also: if
you not, I will? ' But he answered: 'Do not presume, o young-man, but
as we remain, behold thy lot which will soon appear when the darkness
away. ' So I remain'd with him, sitting in a twisted root of an
oak; he was suspended in a fungus, which hung with the downward into
the deep. By degrees we beheld the abyss, fiery as the smoke of a
burning beneath us, at an immense distance, was the sun, black but
shinning; round it were fiery on which revolv'd vast spiders,
after their prey, which flew, or rather swum, in the infinite
deep, in the most shapes of animals sprung from corruption;& the
air was full of them,& seem'd of them: these are devils, and are
called powers of the air. I now my companion which was my eternal
lot? He said: 'Between the black & white but now, from between
the black & white spiders, a cloud and fire and rolled thro' the
deep. Black'ning all beneath, so that the nether deep black as a
sea,& rolled a terrible noise; beneath us was nothing now to be seen
but a tempest, till looking east between the cloudes & waves, we saw
a cataract of blood mixed with fire, and not many stones' throw us
appear'd and sunk again the scaly fold of a serpent; at last, to
the east, distant about three degrees, appear'd a fiery above the
waves; slowly it reared like a ridge of rocks, till we discover'd
two globes of crimson fire, which the sea fled away in clouds of
smoke; and now we saw it was the head of Leviathan; his was
divided into streaks of & purple like those on a tyger's forehead:
soon we saw his mouth & red hung just above the raging foam, tinging
the black deep with beams of blood, advancing us with all the fury
of a spiritual existence. My friend the angel climb'd up his station
into the I remain'd alone;& then this appearance was no more, but I
found myself sitting on a pleasant bank beside a river by
hearing a harper, who sung to the harp;& his theme was: 'The man who
alters his is like standing water,& breeds reptiles of the mind. '
But I and sought for the mill,& there I found my angel, who,
surprised asked me how I escaped? I answer'd: 'All we saw was owing
to your metaphysics; for when you ran away, I found myself on a by
moonlight hearing a harper. But now we have seen my lot, shall I
shew you ' He lugh'd at my proposal; but I by force suddenly caught
him in my arms,& flew westerly the night, till we were elevated
above the earth's shadow; I flung myself with him directly into the
body of the here I clothed myself in white & taking in my hand
volumes, sunk from the glorious clime, and passed all the
planets till we came to Saturn: here I staid to rest,& leap'd into
the void Saturn & fixed stars. 'Here', said I, 'Is your lot, in
this space, if space it may be call'd. ' Soon we saw the and the
church,& I him to the altar and open'd the bible, and lo! It was a
deep pit, into I descended, driving the angel before me; soon we saw
seven houses of brick; one we enter'd; in it a number of monkeys,
baboons,& all of that species, by the middle, grinning and
at one another, but witheld by the shortness of their chains:
however, I saw that they sometimes grew numerous; and then the were
caught by the strong, and with a grinning aspect, first with,&
then devour'd, by plucking off first one limb and another, till the
body was left a helpless trunk; this, after grinning & kissing it
seeming fondness, they too; and here & there I saw one savourily
the flesh off of his own tail; as the stench terribly annoy'd us
both, we went into the mill,& in my hand the skeleton of a body,
which in the mill was Aristotele's analitycs. So the angel 'Thy
phantasy has imposed upon me,& oughtest to be ashamed. 'I answered:
'We impose on one another, & it is but time to converse with you
whose works are only analytics. ' is true friendship.

(plates 21-22)
I have always found that angels have the to speak of
themselves as the only wise; this they do with a insolence
sprouting from systematic reasoning, Swedenborg boasts that what he
is Tho' it is only the contents or index of already publish'd books.
A man carried a monkey for a shew,& because he was a little wiser
than the monkey, grew vain, and conciev'd himself as much wiser seven
men. It is so with Swedenborg: He shews the of churches & exposes
hypocrites, till he that all religious,& himself the single one
on earth that ever broke a net. Now a plain fact: Swedenborg has not
written one net truth, now another: he has written all the old
falsehoods. And now hear the reason. He conversed angels who are all
religious & not with devils who all hate religion. For he was
incapable his conceited notions. Thus Swedenborg writings are a
of all superficial opinions, and an analysis of the more
sublime but not further. Have now plain fact. Any man of
mechanical talents may, from the writings of Paracelus or Behmen,
produce ten thousand volumes of equal value with Swedenborg's, and
those of or Shakespear an infinite number. But when he has done
this, let him not say he knows better than his master, for he only
holds a in sunshine.

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