Now Mani and Sol went through the golden gate with the moon and the golden-silvery trident into the sixth castle. Here again the shining, silvery-white twinkling brightness received them immediately, and again Mani floated blissfully, as if right through the moon, over the soft and delicate, sun-lit snow.

The deep silence that embraced them here too with its uncountable soft arms of snow-white light, wrapping them into abundant streams of bliss, robbed her again of all reason; for all thinking gave her only less fulfilment, permeated by less light.

Quite naturally her inner world of experience calmed down again; her individual thoughts immersed into ever finer and brighter fields of bliss until this time again Mani did not really think anymore, but felt only very faintly: here she wanted to settle forever on these silvery-white soft sparkling wings of happiness; in this unbounded, gleaming, completely invigorating flood of bliss she wanted to remain resting forever like in a very soft, snow-white, great cushion of unlimited joy of life - endowed with all the nectar of the heavenly milk of happiness.

And when Mani was about to sink into the calm and bright waves of flowing bliss, a golden gleaming lightning flashed through the infinite space that twinkled like snow.

Mani's eyes shone forth even brighter - as if, with all the inner bliss, she saw and experienced something additionally blessing.
The sun-like golden lightning once again enlivened that moon-bright blissful silence, lively within itself already: and suddenly a golden picture of celestial liveliness appeared - like blest golden festivals of consecration.

Mani welcomed these appearances because the miraculous fairies of heaven gave the silvery-white joy of life of her blissful rest a second golden happiness of life, so that now she was infinitely rich twofold.

This delightful thrill of dual bliss fulfilled Mani with golden and silvery wealth.
So she stood still again and did not want to go on.

Mani was convinced that no further happiness of life was possible; it seemed to her as if she had every wealth that was available in all the worlds in such dual infinite fullness that she could only take generous draughts from the infinite dual wealth like someone, almost dying of thirst, suddenly hits upon the purest and inexhaustible sources of life and now drinks and drinks and drinks.

“Here I want to stay - what else can be attractive anywhere?” Mani asked herself and stood fast.

Her brother took her by the hand again, began to sing again quietly and full of deep sweetness, and immediately the unperturbed thought of the achieved goal of her life settled in Mani.

Cautiously at first, and then with increasingly confident pace, she began to walk on at the side of her brother.