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I enjoy the lively arts.

(I laughed. But Jane asked me to get pen and paper, so the session got under way in our living room. For the first time we did not use the Ouija board. The curtains were open, it was still light out, we could hear people talking downstairs and in the hall outside our door. Nothing seemed to interfere. During the session we observed no voice phenomena to speak of. There was a moderate darkening of Jane’s eyes.)

However your unbounded enthusiasm this evening made me hesitate to disappoint you. It’s so nice to be wanted. I don’t mean to be sarcastic, it really is. Though I certainly appreciate your interpretation, Joseph, as far as my comment on the lively arts is concerned, nevertheless though I enjoyed Jane’s little performance that is not what I was referring to. Incidentally, I rarely attend your little apartment unless in one way or another you ask me to, and tonight you were yelling my name from the rooftops, so to speak.

My remark about the lively arts had to do with the method of communication we use at the present time. Jane is right in supposing that I prefer conversation, even though I admit this usually amounts to a monologue. And this is what I meant by the lively arts. There is little spontaneity involved in automatic writing, as far as emotional content is concerned. At least that is my opinion.

I was not trying to reach Ruburt in her sleep. Even I am not so bold as that. A woman’s slumber is after all a private and sacred thing. See how prim that last sentence would sound if it were merely written down without the lively, slightly sardonic inflection which I manage to give to Ruburt’s voice?

(Break at 7:30. I now described to Jane an experiment of mine that I had tried earlier in the day. Standing in the middle of our living room and looking at various objects, such as a vase, a painting on the wall, a plant, etc., I had attempted to let my mind’s eye travel around these objects so that I could picture within the far side of them.

I am leaving your past, that is immediate-past lives, for future reference because I’ll have such fun with you when the time comes. And I am not just making promises about our little party, either.