In a dream my father in bodily life appeared to me, and in the dream I was speaking, saying that a son need not recognize his father as father after he has come into his own rights. When he is being brought up by him and so is in his home, then he should recognize the father as father, because he is in the Lord's place, and the son does not know what he must do except through the education and guidance of his father. But when he leaves his father's house and comes into his own rights, so as to be able to guide himself through his own mind and find out what he must do, then his Father is the Lord. These words I spoke in a dream, and I awoke and then saw coming down toward me a long, round roll that spread out from heaven in its full length, made of long sticks put together around each other lengthwise, bound together by most beautiful braids variously colored. The colors by which they were woven together