Thus the three wanderers roamed through the nine realms in the fullness of their sevenfold appearance, and the little son gained a personal impression of the possibilities of the world - from the petrified kingdom where everything - from the worm to the king - was lost in deep dark sleep, waiting as if petrified for the hour of release, to that kingdom where golden-shining people live in golden-gleaming fields and whose every desire fulfils itself immediately in a very natural and spontaneous manner as if by itself - as soon as it rises in their minds - indeed a kingdom like the gods own it too.