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(Seth:) You have tales, but tonight is not the night of telling. Now. I have been here and I have not intruded, because you are learning to collect and use energy on your own. I did, indeed, however stand in front of each one of you and looked into your faces and you did not see me. It is some experience to stand before another and see no comprehension in his face ... but I am used to it. Now. You (JB and SW) used your energy like a ball that a child plays with, both you and Ruburt. And you tossed it back and forth, but you did not collect and direct it properly, and we shall have to give you lessons. But you shall do the work.

I do not like to interrupt you in the beginning of your summer...(?)... however. Far be it from me to interrupt when you are not working, when you are not looking within yourselves. The summer season within yourselves is far more enjoyable than the summer streets down which you walk. But far be it from me to mention that you have not been working.

([LD:] “Did you give me the bump on the head?”)

Far be it from me to bump fair ladies on the head! The bump, for this has been a very active evening, was from your playful poltergeist AA. I have better things to do than to bump maidens or madams on the head.

Now, I will tell you (TM) something. Bega is there and I will let you tell me which portrait is his. You may ask Bega or tell me. But you did not pick the correct portrait. (TM commented that one was “too much Hebrew.”)

(TM holding up a portrait) That is not Bega! I want you to seriously consider each one of the paintings and tell me which one is Bega.

We are sorry about that! I never liked wine... I always liked brandy... and no one brings it to me... and Ruburt does not drink it.

Now again let me tell you, though the hour be late(quite loudly) and though Ruburt thinks that such demonstrations as these are hardly worth the effort (quite softly) and childish endeavors at best, I still want you to know, as I always want you to know, that my vitality is your own and that the energy that swings through this small frame is but an echo of the energy that swings through your own personality.

I have said before that you have lived many lives and that you can know these existences within yourself. I am not afraid that we shall be kicked out of our apartment. And I also am quite sure that as you grow to know Ruburt and as you grow to know me you will realize that there is a difference in our personalities and that indeed... when I tell you that my vitality spans both space and time, then you will know that I know whereof I am speaking... and that this vitality is your own... Then feel it within yourselves... Now it is being used simply to let you know of its existence... but realize that it is within you for you to use as you will... for your own good... and you (WL) are not powerless. I have no body... and I am not powerless... How, therefore, can you feel helpless... or you... or any of you?