“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

I cannot simply appear in your midst, or make myself known in my own form. I have explained camouflage patterns to you, I have explained the way the vitality or stuff of the universe changes from plane to plane. Then why do you find it strange that at your end I must to some degree change essence, and find a point of entry, which happens to be Ruburt’s subconscious? It has enough camouflage pattern to enable me to make contact, but not so much as to distort me out of all recognition. I have described the effects of entry into your plane of the so-called flying saucers, and my entry into your plane is something of the same.

The part that translates inner data sifts it down through the subconscious, which is a barrier and also a threshold to the present personality as it operates on the camouflage plane. I have mentioned many times how vitality changes as it approaches and forms various planes. I have said that the topmost part of the subconscious contains personal memories. That beneath these are racial memories and so forth. Things are simply not layered in the way I speak of them. But continuing with the necessary analogy, on the other side of (or beneath to you) the racial memories, you no longer exist within your plane, and look out upon another with the face of this other self-conscious part of you. This part receives inner data, is in contact with the entity, to some greater degree than you are in contact with your dreams, and actually directs all the important functions that you think are either automatically controlled, or unconsciously controlled.