“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

At its very basis, regardless of all tales to the contrary, art is indeed love’s production. Ruburt writes because he loves to write—the activity of itself is intriguing, again, it is a method of discovery and accomplishment, of celebration. It is natural for him to be inspired.

(Pause at 10:08.) So true art must in a vital fashion be divorced from utility, or from its function outside of itself, or you will end up with something else entirely. Left alone, Ruburt’s creative life falls into inspirational patterns that spring from their own secretive sources. If the “products” help people, that help is an additional feature flowing naturally from the art itself, and not applied to it with a heavy hand.

(Pause.) Ruburt has felt too responsible to develop his psychic abilities, to produce another “psychically inspired” work of his own. The sense of responsibility of that kind stifles love, which must be free to form its own creativity in its own fashion. Therefore, left alone, Ruburt writes freely, and in an inspired nature because that is (underlined) his nature. It is what he loves to do. When he becomes overly concerned with ideas of responsibility to use his talent, then the love beneath them is smothered to some extent and denied its flow.