“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

I get not your kind of storms. (Jane dictates:) But I’m not going into so-called weather on my plane tonight. I came halfway in on an interesting little experiment that Ruburt tried on his own, and you can thank me that he came out of it so well. Really, Ruburt, I’m surprised at you. In your past life you would have known much better.

Ruburt, you will cease smoking within two weeks. For one thing it is harmful, and believe me I will go into the reasons at a later date. They are so little understood. For another, I refuse to sound like a hoarse horse. It is not good for my morale. Your voice is too sensitive and rough this evening for me to attempt any transformation of it into the more melodious accents of my own.

Many so-called cases of possession can be laid to this alone. The dominant personality can be likened on your plane to the dominant entity. Please understand that I am using an analogy here. As the personality on your plane actually changes, expands and grows according to its potentialities, as it presents at various times varied images to the world, such as—if you’ll excuse me for using clichés—a smiling face, a sorrowful face, but is still basically the same personality, so on another level does the entity present at various times a varied appearance and speak in a different voice. As the smiling and the sorrowful face also express and expand the personality, so too do the various reincarnated personalities express and expand the entity as a whole.

Joseph when your hands grow tired I do wish you would volunteer to take a break, and relieve me of an evergrowing compassionate concern for your physical condition. Surely after our pleasant chat the other evening you should know nothing of this sort would offend me, and I would much prefer more broken-up sessions, if they are necessary, than sessions in which I see myself as a torture master.

And please do not think of yourself as some sort of male stenographer. Through means I cannot explain at this date I could not speak through Ruburt without you, and a kink in your own present personality would quite prevent me from communicating with you alone, if indeed Ruburt would allow it. And if you are not good I will have another cozy little chat that lasts until three o’clock in the morning.

Your cat is indeed a fragment, and he does sense me at times.

His senses are extremely acute, his inner senses perfectly attuned. Even now he senses my presence. However as he grows more familiar with me his strange actions will altogether cease. My presence alternates between you both and this leads to confusion on Willy’s part. Watch him even now.

(Even as Seth spoke through Jane, Willy uttered a loud meow. He began to tease and jump at her, as he will do when he wants attention. Now however he was unusually persistent. Entangling himself in Jane’s feet as she tried to pace back and forth, he finally interrupted her dictation while she petted him. He then hopped up on Jane’s empty chair, opposite mine, and lay there staring at me for some time while I took notes. His eyes were very large and luminous and somehow darker than usual. I then realized that Jane’s eyes also had this look when she was dictating. It was some time before Willy finally relaxed and slept on the chair.

(And here, staring at me, Jane pounded the table for emphasis.)

Imagine further that you actually experienced the feeling of such a furry coat, and all the other feline equipment from the inside. Purely as a spectator this would loosely represent an analogy to my traveling to other planes. It follows that I could not travel to higher planes than my own, where more acute senses than mine would instantly perceive me. This sort of thing does not as a rule go on in your plane. Even with your limited senses you would perceive my presence, though my plane is further developed than yours.

So you see that the laws operate in such a manner that we are more or less kept in our place. Controls are applied. This subject will come up again and I will go into it more deeply. You have also seen that your cat can sense me to some extent when I am in his environment, so we do not get away with much.

It is not that I wasn’t feeling humorous this evening, merely that I didn’t think you could stand the full force of my really astounding sardonic nature. I just say these things to watch your reactions. And as far as assimilating our old friend Frank Watts, don’t let me lead you too far astray.