“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

This is just a short private little session. I have never completely trusted the written word half as much as I trust the spoken word, and on your plane it is difficult to trust either. But I do not feel that I could be myself as easily if you tried automatic writing, for example. I do not mind speaking through Ruburt’s mouth. Somehow the sound of the words is rather pleasant. But seeing myself transformed more or less into plain black and white words on a page of paper seems dull and uninteresting. And I have always enjoyed conversation, which is the liveliest of all arts. And I am speaking now of the social arts, dear Joseph. Already I can see you yelling foul. I did not mean that conversation was on an equal par with painting.

You must remember that the outer senses react to camouflage pattern. The statue actually imprisons vitality more than a painting or musical composition or poem, because it is bound to you by so many ties. I meant to make this plain earlier. I won’t keep you any longer, lest you grow impatient with me tomorrow. At all costs I don’t want to wear out my welcome.