matter and takes us to a vague region of floating
emotions.

There is an opposite school of critics which rather
finds the difficulty in picturing a life which has keen
perceptions, robust emotions, and a solid surrounding
all constructed in so diaphanous a material. Let us
remember that everything depends upon its comparison
with the things around it.

If we could conceive of a world a thousand times
denser, heavier and duller than this world, we can
clearly see that to its inmates it would seem much the
same as this, since their strength and texture would be
in proportion. If, however, these inmates came in
contact with us, they would look upon us as
extraordinarily airy beings living in a strange, light,
spiritual atmosphere. They would not remember that we
also, since our beings and our surroundings are in
harmony and in proportion to each other, feel and act
exactly as they do.

We have now to consider the case of yet another
stratum of life, which is as much above us as the
leaden community would be below us. To us also it
seems as if these people, these spirits, as we call
them, live the lives of vapour and of shadows. We do
not recollect that there also everything is in
proportion and in harmony so that the spirit scene or
the spirit dwelling, which might seem a mere dream