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(This session was not expected on our part, and took place without the use of the Ouija board. Since Seth had stated that unscheduled sessions would be the exception, Jane and I were waiting for the regularly scheduled session of tomorrow, Wednesday.

(As the three of us sat at the table sipping wine and discussing Seth, Jane began to get nudges from Seth every so often. It will be remembered that during the 21st session Seth had wanted John to stay as a witness. But tonight, since it was getting late and I had doubts about my ability to keep up with the dictation, I thought it better that we pass up the chance. I also thought Jane would be overly tired. John offered to leave, but I said aloud that we’d rather wait for our regular session time.

You are excellent teachers, I must admit. However, Joseph, while I admit I came uninvited, and while I understand the reason for last night’s absence, I took it for granted that we would have our regular session this evening. And I find it very impolite of you to restrain me in this fashion.

Our sessions are important, after all, and not to be put off at the mood of the moment. As Ruburt told you, I was here at the regular hour last night and aware of the happenings in the household. I was of course perfectly willing to let last night’s session go, understanding the circumstances.

So-called human consciousness did not suddenly appear. Our poor maligned friend, the ape, did not suddenly beat his hairy chest in exaltation and cry “I am a man.” There was no such point and this, if you will forgive my pun, is my point.

There are many times that our paths have crossed, and that is why I wanted you here, and why you happened onto the art gallery where Ruburt is employed. Not that free will is not involved, because it certainly is involved. Only that old friends have a way of meeting. And I was not joking when I spoke of a predisposition to gout, for you have also been lecherous in your way.

This was in Belgium—and I will not be tricked, my dear Joseph—it was in Belgium in 1632, and our Philip in a rather sensational case for the times actually brought this husband to a village trial, a particularly unusual occurrence at that time. His name was Yolanda Schrav—

I must admit that this brings us far afield from our discussion of evolution.

I am not saying that you should not believe the evidence of your senses; I am waiting for you to say that. We know that our so-called tables are not solid. Even your science knows this now, and yet your eyes see the table as solid. Face up to it, my dear lovelies: Your senses lie. The table is a conglomeration of quickly-moving atoms and molecules but you see it as a table, and you see it as solid. Your senses, and again this is to bring John-Philip up to date, your senses are perceptors of a camouflage physical world which is created by the inner self through the use of mental enzymes in a pattern set by the mental genes.

John-Philip is correct, and our schedule should be maintained. Personally I have no objections to an extra session for Ruburt’s publisher, but I will not condone less than two regular sessions a week, except for circumstances beyond your control.