There is no kind of sickness nor unhappiness on this planet any more than on any of the others. They really don't know the words 'bad health'. Neither do they know anything of such words as 'envy', 'jealousy', 'hate' or 'greed'.
Now we are getting into the vehicle of transportation in which we were brought to this building and we are going for a tour of the city.
The city, homes, playgrounds and even their amusements are beyond imagination of men on Earth. You will have to see it to believe it, but they really do appear like a fairyland in the clouds.
The whole utility system of the planet is operated by light energy, we are told.
In the city and in the homes they dress with gorgeous, gown-like effects but very light, almost transparent. The people themselves are almost that.
They are all remarkable singers, voices like we have never heard anywhere and they sing a lot. The most beautiful part of it is that when they sing the whole nature seems to join them, for here in the park right now there must be five thousand voices singing for us and all the birds are in on it too, just as if they were trained.
There seems to be about six different races of people on this planet but we are told that there are twelve. No race predominates over the other. The forms, you might say, are a perfect geometrical pattern. The complexion of the white people is not the kind of dirty white we have on Earth, but pure white with a rose cast to it, like on their cheeks, just as if they were painted. Most of the white people have light sandy hair, very fine at that and all seem to be wavy.
One of the other races is somewhat like our complexion, a little darker than the real whites are. On Earth we would call it a ruddy complexion.
Then there is a brown race. This brown race is slightly shorter in height than the whites and their coloring is almost of a bronze color.
There is another race we see around here. These people are reddish color, almost copper, tall, firmly built.