I found myself deep in a forest until I came to a barrier of black iron. At that barrier, unable to pass, suddenly my father descended from above in the form of a bird. He gave to me my new name, and allowed me to fly after him over the barrier of iron. As we proceeded, the bird, my father, changed from black to white - first his tail feathers, then all the rest. We came then to a river the colour of blood, in the midst of which was a great snake of three colours - blue, black and red. It closed its gaping mouth to let us pass. On the other side stood a crowd of people all in white. As we passed through they shouted words of recognition until we arrived at another river, of all white. This we crossed by a giant chain of gold. On the other side there were no trees, but only a grassy mound. Return or die. On the top of the hill was a round house made entirely of glass and built upon only a single post. Within, I saw a man. The hair on his head piled in the shape of a bishop's hat. He had a star on his breast, but as I grew closer, I saw it to be nothing but his heart beating from inside his chest. We moved around him, and on the back of his neck, a mark of a red cross. Just then I looked up and saw a woman in the moon -- a bayonet piercing her heart, from which a bright white fire poured forth. It was then I felt the pain in my shoulder. My father told me I had gone far enough. If I were to go any farther I would not return.