It was appalling to see a sorrowful ghost. Their presence at this gathering had been very meaningful. Under Puck's guidance the six men had learned more after their last death than they had gathered over several hundred.
He had made it his project to help cleanse their souls - but still, old habits pursued, and their astral bodies taunted them with desires that kept them wanting life and yet despising it, all at the one time.
In seeing these ghosts there became a microcosmic glimpse into the immediate deficits within a humanity that was struggling now to navigate its course.
It could not be said that all of Mankind was deteriorating and or moving forward - they were, on the whole, all improving - just not fast enough to outrun the spiritual diseases that were dogging them into the lower realms.
Added to that were the two main concerns: the condition of dear Mother Planet who bears them all, and the infiltration of that alien disease from beyond the natural world, now incarnating in the millions through machines with screens and sound.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series
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