The Spiritist Review - JOURNAL OF PSYCHOLOGICAL STUDIES - 1861

Allan Kardec

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(From Marmande who came to Bordeaux for the ceremony)



“The abuse has occult champions, more dangerous than the openly declared ones and the proof of that is the difficulty to uproot them.” Allan Kardec (What is Spiritism)


One day some honest peasants


Proudly standing before a huge oak tree


Measured it with their eyes, large front


- In vain we provide, said one, our seed;


Along those harrowed and well smoked furrows


Fertilizers and sap are consumed; nothing grows


On the many branches and the thick foliage;


All this is such waste


Allowing this tree to impoverish the terrain;


Absorbing our sweat, sterilizing the grain.


Brothers, if you believe me,


Our field will be free


From the unwanted host… and that… on the spot!


Hands on, they shouted in excitement.


They were all strong, ardent.


A rope is tied to the tree, from the top


And there we have a chain;


The forming rings set the strain;


The trembling foliage rustles,


But that is all… they agitate and struggle,


Pulling the robust and tortuous dome,


But the trunk remains strong.


A wise man of the region,


A good old man tells them in-passing: - My children,


Your harvest is gone,


Destroy it… it is okay…


You are on!


But knock it down easily you can’t;


The big oak tree will not faint


Before your arms’ little strength;


Age stiffens the body, inflexible at length.


Deliver the terrible assault more quietly


To the vigorous giant, respectfully.


Centuries have passed by this gnarled bark


Days are needed to undermine its park.


Shine Sunlight onto the root, unveiled


And death will come to the massive frail


When abuse cannot be suppressed in one blow


It is in the foundations that ruin will grow!


C. Dombre


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