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(10:38. Jane slumped in her rocker, eyes closed. She had trouble getting them open. She remembered giving the variations on the sounds and methods of speech. She told me that “something” wanted to manifest through her so slowly that it was almost inexpressible; she’d felt deep rolling sounds going through her, yearning to be translated, yearning to make sense in our terms. “It would have taken me three hours to do it right.” The slow material simply came out that way when she tried to express it. She couldn’t really understand what “they” wanted her to do, if anything.
(11:00.) “In a way of speaking you could say these centers fall through space, but they really fall through the space of themselves. (Jane shook her head, her eyes closed.) As they fall backward through themselves — I’m getting this — I don’t know how to say it — the faster-than-light particles collapse in on top. The dead hole seems to swallow itself, with the real fast particles like a lid that gradually diminishes … From our point of view the hole is closed, say, once the faster-than-light particles follow the slower core backward into beginnings.”
(11:19.) “I was getting images through the whole thing. (Jane rested briefly.) I was trying to explain what they meant. It’s something when you don’t know what you’re trying to say…. (She described the images to some extent — delineating stars, a series of circles, condensing matter, imploding galaxies and other such effects — but they didn’t mean as much to me as her material in the session itself.) I just got tired receiving the stuff. That was really a workout. There’s a lot more there to be had, too….” (She likened her dissertation to the way she often gets impressions concerning people; the information “just comes,” and she recites it.
(The day after this session, Jane greatly enlarged upon her original estimate — three hours — of the time she’d need to interpret the long or slow sounds. Now she felt that “to do proper justice to them would take years — centuries perhaps.” Because of our ordinary time sense the sounds were actually so slow to us that they appeared to be motionless, or “dead,” she told me, leading us to speculate that this may be one of the reasons why in usual terms we call inanimate matter — rocks, for instance — “dead.” But Jane couldn’t really define any sources behind last night’s material, beyond calling them “consciousnesses, or beings — but maybe not personalities as we think of that term.” Then, again increasing her estimate, she said that if “they” tried to communicate with us through sound, through our sensual equipment, “it would take forever.”