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[...] We did exactly as Seth told us to; often, for instance, I wanted to reach out and grasp Jane’s hand while it was in metamorphosis, but I did not touch it until Seth said to. During the whole time, Jane-Seth spoke constantly. The dialogue, while unmistakably Seth, had the added fillips of an almost macabre wit and a biting sarcasm. Often Seth remarked upon our rather childish desire for demonstrations; yet when I asked him if he would rather we refrained from such requests in the future, he said he understood the desire, that it was natural, and that if he felt like it he would comply.
(“For a first attempt I’m doing beautifully”, Seth said. [...] “Now the hand changes again,” Seth said. [...] “Frank Watts had a hand like that,” Seth said. [...] Frank Watts was a fathead,” he said with obvious satisfaction, even though Frank Watts was a personality fragment of Seth’s own entity.
[...] It was a command, and I knew Seth was with us. [...] Seth-Jane talked constantly from then on. [...]
(And now Seth incongruously told us that Bill Macdonnel’s entity name was Mark, and that Seth, Bill, Jane and I had all known each other in previous lives.
(Seth then had the cold inner light suffuse Jane’s wrist and palm to an even more remarkable degree. [...] Then, to end this part of the demonstration, Seth had Jane place her hands side by side so that we could plainly see the difference between the two. [...]
[...] Now Seth rather imperiously commanded us to move our little table over a few feet so that it faced the doorway to our bathroom. [...] back, Jane, Bill, and I recall with some humor that we docilely followed Seth’s every order. [...]
[...] When it began, I for one had no thought that we would end up asking Seth for assistance, yet within an hour I found myself doing just this. [...]
[...] I began to ask questions aloud, at random, searching for a presence or a sign, but I did not direct them at Seth. [...]
(With considerable relish Seth described in detail each phenomena that followed—so that, as he said, there would be no doubt as to what took place. [...]
[...] “Watch the mound,” Seth repeated with more than a little satisfaction. [...]
