“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

The fragments that may develop from it do not make it less. At one time I mentioned massive units or blocks of intelligent energy, pyramids of psychic comprehensions, of which I cannot tell you too much at this time; but perhaps you can begin to perceive now how such comprehensions could be formed.

Perhaps you can begin to sense the value fulfillment of such intelligent energy structures. You know very well that time as you know it has no meaning except within the domain of your own plane. I have hinted once in the past that I was touched by something that could be loosely related to, or substituted for, what you think of as time. It has nothing to do with intervals, or with beginnings or endings.

It has to do with not physical growth, of course, but with psychic fulfillment, which is as you know value fulfillment. We will call this quality-depth (hyphen), and yet it has nothing to do with space. This is a quality existing with assurance of expansion, in terms of value fulfillment.

Quality-depth is therefore a sort of perspective having to do with value fulfillment. I can perhaps give you an analogy. Quality-depth is the sort of perspective, the only perspective, in which an idea can expand. It could be said to take the place of both your space and time, though this is somewhat simplifying matters.

I do not wish to become so involved that you literally screech at me for explanations. Nevertheless, once you asked me about the weather where I am, and I put you off. This is, I admit, somewhat of a play on words. Nevertheless, I have spoken of the value climate of psychological reality.

I suggest your break. And I must say that with the necessary use of words as symbols we are, nevertheless, doing very well.

Whenever dates are mentioned, incidentally, I would suggest caution and attention, regardless of the reason given or the person to whom the date is supposed to be significant. This is good general practice. A few times, because Ruburt was so upset, I managed to console him by saying that he wasn’t pregnant when he rather feared that he might be. But you are not after all supposed to depend upon me, but to develop your own insights, and also to gain from your own mistakes and experience. This is why I do not give you gaudy predictions.

Ruburt is quite free to use the pendulum. This involves something that has nothing to do with me, but is a fairly reliable method of reaching the subconscious. As a rule the answers are dependable, and this is all I will say.

Since we are on the subject I suggest that Ruburt wash his mouth four times a day, for at least a week, with salt water. This will be advantageous. Also that he continue what he is doing as far as writing poetry for at least an hour after supper.

Quality-depth, as you probably guessed, can be added to our rules or principles of the inner universe. You will have more to do with it as your experiments with psychological time continue.

The nail had to do with a horseshoe in a previous life. At that time an unshod horse stepped upon a nail caught between the wooden planks of a portion of a stable floor, the nail being in an upright position and the horse’s foot tender from an injury.

You were ordained under peculiar circumstances, not being educated in orthodox terms. When you migrated to Boston you took the name of Drake. I do not know the first name. You were young when you migrated, and the ship was three days late. Smallpox broke out in the hold. A captain took you under his wing. You did not sign on as you should, and were discovered; but you reminded him of a nephew, last name Phillips, and he protected you. There was also a girl on board.

I do not know how much further Ruburt will go along with me. There was one illegitimate child as a result of your affair with Ruburt’s present mother. The church had three bells. You were disciplined in all ways except sexual ways. You had close to 300 parishioners and a very husky voice. You died at 63 and were buried in the church courtyard.

(End at 11:30. Jane was dissociated. She was now very tired, her voice very weak. All she wanted to do was sleep. Neither of us displayed any hand phenomena by now.)