“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

A quieter bunch I have never seen! I dare not keep my friend Ruburt too long, for I have put him through his paces this week indeed. And we have been conversing with people of some note—I was on my good manners. We have indeed seriously made some good friends. But there are no friends like old friends and no lights like lights that explode. I could not have you so maligned. Obviously I was not annoyed. I was amused, and my amusement on occasions takes odd form.

Now if I were coming here for fun, I would indeed enjoy smiles and light and conversation. I would not, however, think of coming to such a sober group for fun. I had indeed better put on my (words lost) and instruct you.

I did, as always, have a purpose this evening in making myself known. And if now and then I indulge in a few very human reactions, then you must forgive me. But the matter, the lights, did indeed seem a suitable reaction on my part. I enjoyed it.

Now that I have taken you all down a peg, remember, there is no grade behind that door. There is only freedom and strength and joy and vitality. I can poke your arm so that you move the knob a bit, but that is all that I can do. You can open the door and I am indeed sure that you will do so. I am also sure that a little talk like this will help you do so quicker. Now, I will cease, and whether or not I shall speak again this evening, who of you knows?