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(A note by R.F.B.: This is the first verse of a long poem Jane wrote late in July 1979, as Seth was finishing his work on Mass Events. Among other things, the poem is a passionate declaration of psychic independence, written in response to Seth’s ideas in this book.)

[...] With Winged also makes interesting reading along with the verse from her much earlier poem, Summer Is Winter; see page 1 of Volume 1 of “Unknown” Reality).

(A note by R. F. B.: This is the second and last verse of a poem Jane wrote in April, 1952, when she was 23 years old. [...]

[...] In the bedroom for a nap I did another verse of the poem and suddenly understood that physically I’d gotten in the habit of identifying myself with pain instead of pleasure. [...]

In the meantime another excellent verse for my poem came to mind plus the phrase, the body of pleasure and the magical impetus.... [...]

[...] She’s also being moved to the first floor — Surgical 1. I have a toy unicorn I’ll be giving her tomorrow, along with a verse Jane wrote. [...] Here is Jane’s verse:

(At 11:25 PM I showed her the Sumari verse I had written before the session, and requested a translation. [...] Jane then handed the page back to me and asked me to read the verse. [...] I hadn’t expected anything on the verse translation this evening, especially after a long session.)

(Then Jane translated the whole verse. [...]

[...] Because of the individual freedom of creation implied in the city’s very existence, and in Jane’s early poem in Note 2, I’ll close this appendix with another of her verses. [...]

[...] After meeting Florence in the center of the room, Sue wrote a short verse about their encounter and read it to class.)

[...] As the work progressed she found herself actually writing two poems together, for after each verse of Sumari she did its English counterpart. [...]

[...] She wrote one verse of a poem this morning, but isn’t very pleased with it. [...]

[...] Earlier I’d read her the verse from the birthday card I’d bought her yesterday, and she had enjoyed that as much as she had yesterday, when I’d read it to her for the first time. [...]

[...] The kinds of communication can be very unique and bewildering, ranging from number codes to nonsense verses, or to the hearing of imaginary voices, which serve to remind one portion of the self that there is also another seemingly alien personality involved in his or her existence.

An excellent and carefully-chosen hypnotist, well versed in such therapy, offers her now the best chance of recovery. [...]

(Copy of the verse used as object in the 71st envelope experiment, in the 288th session for September 26, 1966.)

[...] She recited the first verse:

[...] Here are the last two verses:

The spontaneity that allowed him to deviate from his usual schedule is largely responsible for the whole book, for his original intention was merely to write a few humorous verses for out cat lover’s birthday. [...]

Ruburt believes he should be a TV personality, a healer, a writer, an excellent psychic versed in all of the most esoteric traditions, a magnetic personality. [...]

[...] I’m quoting the first verse of the poem in the front matter for Mass Events. [...]

The other words in the verse that I believe you had down for forever are instead, ever, but go ahead with the elaborations of your question. [...]