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12. I can see that, deep inside, you are already asking yourself: What does this center of gravity of the Earth look like? What does it consist of? Is it a diamond nugget or is it perhaps pure gold or iron or perhaps even a magnet? Or is it maybe even a hollow space, filled with nothing but an eternal, inextinguishable fire? And does this room perhaps serve as the locus of the reprobates and carry the respectable title "Hell" of which the fire-spitting mountains scattered here and there over the earth are, as it were, the chimneys?
13. Now I say: There can be no question concerning any of this with regard to the center of gravity of the Earth, just as little as, physically speaking, there can be any talk of this with regard to the human heart. The heart is neither a diamond nor a gold nugget, nor is it iron and lodestone, nor a hollow room filled with fire. But the heart is, physically seen, an extremely artful cellular tissue in which the living soul, and, within it, the spirit of the human being is active like a weaver at his loom. And it can be active because this loom is equipped for the development of natural life and its timely maintenance in a way that, through its workmanlike construction, everything which is necessary for physical life can be produced in the hands of the soul. Once this loom has become unserviceable in some aspect, it is just not as easy to uphold physical life any more. But when it finally becomes totally unserviceable and unfit, the soul can’t use it anymore, and then it is time for the soul to leave this vain workshop.
14. Behold, the center of gravity of the earth is just this. How? This will be the subject of our next consideration.
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