Multiple fables and poetry
By a rapping spirit *
Although typology is a very slow means of communication with some patience it is possible to obtain lengthy pieces of work. Mr. Jaubert, from Carcassonne, sent us a collection of fables and poetry that he obtained through that process. If not all of them are masterpieces – something that does not offend Mr. Jaubert since he does not discuss the merits of the work – some are remarkable leaving aside the interest about their origin. Here is one that although not part of the collection was dedicated by the spirit to the Spiritist Society of Bordeaux, giving an idea about the traits of that spirit.
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* Vol. in-18, 2 francs. In Carcassonne, L. Labau; in Paris, Ledoyen, Palais-Royal.
The monologue of the little donkey(Fable)
A little donkey – pay attention to that
For I mean what I say, you can bet –
A legit donkey of the kind that one shears,
A harnessed donkey in no fear
Watched the train at the station;
His shiny eyes, his lively attention.
“Is that you – he screams – now that you sleep?
If I believe in a certain sheep
You travel with no harness, no horse or mule
Roaring over the dunes
Your carriages crossing winds.
A miracle! – They say – Nah! In my mind
Times have changed. Those who mock
Me now know that I stick out from the flock.
I like good food, I appreciate the good stuff.
These iron feet will not take you far off.
I have my own rule:
I give a lot of thought.
Traveling without horses? One would dare not!”
The donkey – we can see – was wakened
By reason – a light by pride erased
Like the wise man that becomes a fool.
Deny it oh scholars, the spark of the soul;
Can you deny the sublime design?
The origin of it all, can you decline?
Like the engine that demands power
The evoked dead do need prayer,
But the true prayer, the one that really
Comes from the waves of love and charity.
The medium and Dr. Imbroglio
Come! Come! Dear Dr. Imbroglio
The planchette moves on its own: that is visible.
Never mind! I will prove in a folio
That this thing is impossible!
We will make an observation about the qualification given to the spirit that dictated the poem above. Rightly so, the serious Spirits decline the adjective of rapping Spirits for this title is more adequate to those who could be called professional rappers, malevolent or lightheartedly Spirits that use raps to entertain or torment others and who are not concerned with serious things. Typtology, however, is a medium for intelligent communications, like any other, and the more advanced Spirits utilize
it in the absence of an alternative, given the fact that they would prefer to write since it responds faster to the speed of thought. It is true that in such a case they are not the rapping ones. They transmit the ideas, leaving the material execution to subordinate Spirits, like the artist requiring the help of the worker to carve the marble. The following letter was sent by Mr. Jaubert to Mr. Sabô, from Bordeaux. It is a pleasure to have it published to demonstrate the bonds established amongst the Spiritists of several places and to encourage the fearful.
Dear Sir,
I am touched by your letter. I gladly accept that title you give to the Spiritist Society of Bordeaux. I accept it as a reward to my little work, my profound conviction and – why not to say? – to the endured hardship. The new faith is greatly misunderstood until today. The scientists surge against; the ignorant follow them; the clergy scream out that it is the devil and some believers remain quiet. In this century of materialism, of crude appetites, of fratricide wars, of blind and uncontrolled appeal of material things, God intervenes: the dead speak, invite and give us encouragement. That is why each one of us must inscribe their names on the flag of the sacred cause.
We are always the soldiers of Christ. We proclaim the greatness and immortality of the soul, the tangible links that bond the living ones to the dead; we preach love and charity. Why should we have anything to fear? To be weak is to be guilty. That is why, Sir, to the limits of my own strength, I have accepted the task imposed by God and by my own conscience. Once more let me thank you very much for having accepted me among you. Be my interpreter together with the brothers of Bordeaux and be assured of my sincerest and fraternal feelings.
M. Jaubert, Vice-President of Civilian Court
Observation: Spiritism today counts on a large number of followers among magistrates and lawyers as well as public servants but not all of them dare face public opinion. That fear, however, diminishes daily and very soon the jesters will be surprised by having pointed their fingers and disrespectfully called honorable and knowledgeable people mad.
