“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

And yet you had the nerve to suggest that I played a part. Trickery is not one of my qualities, at least not trickery of that type, so you need have no worries on that score. The state of dissociation that you reached can be used most effectively. You however blundered into it all unaware and unprepared. For shame.

The fact that you slipped so easily into this frame should remind you of abilities that you had at one time. Then, you misused them. But without their previous experience you could not have entered such a state so quickly, with so little knowledge and preparation. When I mentioned homework I was not thinking of anything so strenuous, or certainly suggesting anything that could be so dangerous to you at the present time.

It floundered like a wet rag in a foul wind. This all ties in with the personality fragments which we discussed earlier. In like manner the personality is divided, one part conscious of the primary self and another disconnected and waiting formation into something new. On a subconscious basis this is exactly how you both created the images at York Beach, the difference being that the personality split occurred on the subconscious level.

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.

In your York Beach experience had you not been able through your peculiar creative abilities to form those images outside of yourselves, and so endow them with a physical reality, you might very well have instead turned yourself into schizophrenic personalities. Even your psychologists know that the schizoid is at least temporarily two personalities, a primary or dominant personality and an inferior one.

While I am with you I am in a way that I will explain later attached to Jane, in that I see what she sees, and so forth. I can of course dissociate myself but the effort involved in doing this and returning is really not quite worth the effort. It is like putting one sort of diving equipment on, removing it for another, and then redonning the first. Costumes are not always physical attire. They may also serve as a sort of vehicle, in the manner of the diving equipment.

(Jane now turned off the brightest of our two lights, then opened the blinds as Seth requested. She stood at the window, looking out at our busy intersection one house away as she talked. Fresh snow covered everything.)

(On a recent Friday night, we had just returned home from grocery shopping. Jane had opened some fresh food for Willy, and while he ate in our very small kitchen she began putting the groceries away. Carrying an empty waste basket, I walked out to the kitchen from my studio. Jane was kneeling, reaching into a cupboard, and Willy was momentarily trapped behind her. At my approach he began to hiss and spit quite madly, and raced about in a tight little circle, not being able to get out of the kitchen. Jane, her back to him, stood up so quickly that she banged her head on an open cupboard door. The blow was a hard one and left her somewhat dazed for hours. We had never seen Willy behave this way before, and in a few moments he was as friendly and calm as usual, and resumed eating.

Oswald was always a personality fragment, as all psychopaths are. As fragments of a personality break off in the manner that I explained for schizophrenics, so in some cases part of an entity reincarnates before it should, does not carry its full mental gene blueprint, and therefore causes trouble and confusion. It is as though one of the wild images of a nightmare emerged with full physical power into the world of the day.

Such people realize their deficiency, yet conversely because they do have a distorted but seemingly dominant “I” they are only all the more furious and confused. There is no basic unifying factor to give them consistency, and no unifying subconscious memories to give them true inner identity. This is one of the main reasons why they strike out at strongly integrated personalities, and why it is so easy for them to be catapulted by raw emotion into tragedies of this sort.

The entity is the sum of these layers, having all of this knowledge at conscious command at all times. Yet though I speak of them as one beneath the other they are not actually so, and I speak only for convenience. They are in all places, intertwined with paths leading from one to the other and with the echo of the entity’s voice resounding through each interconnecting corridor.

There are of course therefore obvious variations in life within one generalized plane, and many various sorts of evolution occurring. When I say I visit another plane you can imagine the following experience.

There is no such thing as division as far as the personality is concerned. Even a full-fledged fragment can turn into an entity in certain cases. There are no rules that hold any living thing down to one form or one kind of existence. And now, dear patient friends, I bid you a most fond good night.