“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Now Jane remarked that at times as she sat at the table, her hands seemed to disappear; that is, she could no longer see them, although she was not worried that they did not exist. At times, she observed the same phenomena with the metal insignia. She also stated that she could still “do something” tonight, but after an hour of silence without results thought that some kind of communication, or talking, was necessary to achieve it. We took a break.

(We resumed at 8:40. I began to ask Jane questions at random. She answered each one, and if one of her answers suggested a line of thought I followed it up. Sitting in the darkness, we talked thus for a few minutes. The lights were off, but by now we could see fairly easily. The room was not pitch black. I had laid pen and paper by my elbow, and now I reached for them.

(The descendants of the invaders lived in the village too. There was the Laverne family, and De Nauge, and the Breims. They slept on hay. It was so damp it wasn’t healthy, it was too foggy. The hay was never dry. There were many children around. Families that could had a cow. Were the people happy? That’s a silly question. They were as happy as anybody else. They didn’t like their babies dying, though, but they just thought it was life. They drank a lot—ale. No school, they couldn’t read. Well, the sexton, he read some but not much, nobody else could. They didn’t think it was necessary. They didn’t have books, so what good did it do to be able to read?

(They didn’t have water to drink. There was salt in the ocean, that’s why they washed in the ocean. But they didn’t think it was healthy to drink water. It was hilly and rocky behind the village but there was a stream up there, and they went up there with horses and buckets. But they didn’t drink the water. They drank ale. They made soups out of the water but never thought of drinking it. They were lucky, too. They had a stream that came down from a high place. They’d have had to dig down too far for water otherwise.

(At one moment I thought I glimpsed, far ahead on the horizon on the right, a group of pyramids, in some kind of cool brilliant color, blues or greens. I could not see the bases of these structures and am not positive they were even pyramids. The whole viewpoint of this data was very dramatic, low, very close to the ground. I seem to remember being able to see the soles of the feet, wrinkled and brown and without shoes, lifting after each stride. I recall them being covered with dust. It was a vigorous stride.)