On the next clearing Mani saw a group of boys and girls sitting in colourful clothes on beautifully decorated mats; she heard them talk about the most diverse dishes.

Now one of those practising took a small piece of cloth from his pocket and blew into it. The cloth stretched, became bigger and bigger, more and more solid, until ingeniously a table stood between the students.
The most delicious dishes grew like flowers on the table; the subtle fragrances of the choicest spices radiated across to Mani, filled her nose and settled on her tongue full of expectation.
The food was served in golden-silvery bowls and was exceedingly appetizing to look at.

Snow-white self-radiant plates of the finest porcelain stood on the table in front of those who were practising. Next to the plates and the golden flashing salvers on which they were placed, stood rimy goblets made of diamonds, filled with refreshing juices, and their pleasant taste reached Mani's tongue and nourished her.

Many-branched chandeliers, set with jewels, stood in the middle of the table with burning candles, and crystal bowls, scintillating in many colours and filled with the choicest of fruits, rose like crowns between them.
An abundance of tempting fragrances spread all about and came flying, as if on invisible wings, to Mani's enthusiastic nose.

“This exercise focusses on giving perfect nourishment,” explained her brother.
“The magic table that lays itself was made by the versed moon-alf who is sitting behind the students on the golden-silvery throne, from where he is guiding the exercise.

“Among us men, the rulers over the subtle forces of our consciousness are called ”moon-alfsi since ancient times.
This alf here is a great master of the fragrances and tastes, and in his work of art he caters for anything that the heart of a gourmet could ever dream of.

“The table is made so ingeniously that it reads the most secret food-wishes from the minds of the assembled guests and lays the table according to this combination of desires.
So it does not offer some fixed menu but rather fulfils the particular tastes of its users.

“This wishing-table not only looks deep into the unconscious regions of its guests but it can also see very well which food is conducive to the health of the respective guest.
Truly, this miraculous table is a masterpiece of the art of the alfs.

“Naturally its use requires also skill on the part of its owner who must kow how to use it.
The one who practises kindles the function of the magic table with his own cosmic breath of life; and in doing so he ensures that his perfect breath, which he blows into the table, fuses with the taste-desires in the minds of the guests. Only on that basis the table will fulfil its duty.

“Naturally the master of this magic table can change the dishes at any time and prepare the food according to his very own discretion. Basically, however, the table is designed so as to fulfil even the most extravagant desires of its guest all by itself.

“By the way, the eagle-coats we have seen before, have similar properties with regard to the places their users want to go to.
They are made in such a way, that they sense the secret desires regarding the destination of those practising and take them, all on their own, in a miraculous manner to their goal - as long as the flyer does not give his cape any other instruction.

“Here too, at the exercise of the magic table, you see twelve delegates of the mighty ruler of the moon-alfs assembled watching over the proper use of our cosmic creative human forces - the so-called divine forces.

“Now we shall leave the circle of the outer exercises of cognition which are done in the light of the moon, and will reach the middle circle of cognition; it is ruled by the moon-alfs too.
Here the students practise manufacturing such magic tools like the ones we have seen before.”