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TES2 Session 82 August 27, 1964 4/100 (4%) Provincetown cottage keg Gary Larry
– The Early Sessions: Book 2 of The Seth Material
– © 2012 Laurel Davies-Butts
– Session 82 August 27, 1964 8:05 PM Thursday Unscheduled

[... 39 paragraphs ...]

My suggestion will be, therefore, that Ruburt do his own work in the mornings. Incidentally, I will make some effort to help him in this line, so that financially things will balance out. Afternoons, instead of working at the gallery, I would suggest that he busy himself with my book. Seriously, as he does with his own work, and that you continue to record our sessions.

[... 7 paragraphs ...]

He would have been acting out of expectancy, in league with subconscious as well as conscious need, and the impetus of wanting money would have given it to him, if he closed off the other means. He did not.

[... 17 paragraphs ...]

He was, and is, afraid of commitment to his own work, much less mine. You can be of great assistance to him, to yourself and to me. His energy, Joseph, and his ability to project ideas into material construction, is truly astounding; and with your help we must tap it.

[... 15 paragraphs ...]

(Bill reached Provincetown the second week in July. He had not been there long, he said, when he did meet a man as described by Seth in the 68th session. His name and address will be furnished on request. The man was 54 years old actually, and his “prickly hair” turned out to be a brush cut. Bill first got acquainted with him in the Old Colony Bar in Provincetown. The man is from New York City, and was spending a week in Provincetown to “get away from his wife and family.”

[... 17 paragraphs ...]

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