These spirits remained swimming in the Divine light, immersed in the spiritual secret, circulating around the structures of existence, getting to know them since they were inspired that they are for them, in them, and from them, until the Decreer of bringing into existence decreed for them to clothe themselves in

structures and be imprisoned in them until a term, with the remaining of some of their connection to their world. The spirit dwelt in the darkness of the physical dustiness and preserved its eternal right, so it gave the dust life and crawled by its power into its parts, and blew in many of the times toward inhaling the fragrance of the aroma of its high world, so it assaulted by its power from the channels of the breaths, and extended by its carrying of the air while the preservation of its origin remains in the body, until it punctures the veil of the ether and we walk in the world of space. But it does not find for itself a passage to traverse if the physical dustiness overcomes it, so it turns back to it weary, carrying particles of inspiration and simple elements of information to cast them into the heart, its dwelling place. Then the senses shine, so the tongue hastens to its utterance.