1915. Last night, a wild animal or insect having many feet was portrayed, in a shape not unlike that of a louse. It was brown in color, fairly large, and inspired horror, so that I shuddered from its mere presence, thus from its aura of thoughts. Afterwards a certain spirit, who had been portrayed by this insect, came and tried to pour dreadful and wicked things into my mental imagery, too wicked to be described. Thereby I was enabled to learn what kind of mental images heavenly beings had regarding this spirit, in whom there was nothing but uncleanness and filth, his deeper mental images, which were hardly comprehensible, being no exception. He appeared to have been a person not long departed from bodily life, for he was not yet aware whether he was in the other life.