“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

I should not say this, but since I am with friends, I shall. Simple things amuse simple minds. You understand, I know, that I mean it well, for I understand the necessity for records, and I would not have it that this voice of mine should go unrecorded and seep into the walls.

There is some understandable confusion there. Now, to end the suspense I will indeed shortly say good evening to you (after each previous trance we wondered if Seth would be back, since he hadn’t said good night, and he always says good night). Well, I am here, indeed I am here, and if you want to think of me as some UFO (earlier talking about someone mailing a card to Robbie, Jane and Seth, what or how would they address it), that is your privilege. When Ruburt receives my energy, often he does not know what to do with it. It radiates out from that small frame. He thinks that the energy collects about him until it could shatter the walls of the room. I can see the timbers falling upon your heads. A timberhead.