Spirits were coming above my head, and when they spoke were only thundering. Something of a voice or speech was being sent down out of their midst, as if something was opening up, as it does when flashes of lightning are sent down out of the clouds. It appeared as if a huge multitude of spirits were above me, and I was thinking they belonged to some planet as yet unknown. But spirits of our earth crudely more simple, to my surprise kept on laughing at them, because they were intercepting my thoughts about where these spirits came from and who they were. Those [ridiculing] spirits were then let down into the depths so they would not interfere, yet others could not restrain themselves from making fun of them in almost the same way.