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Jane Roberts And Seth [Dec. 18th, 2015|09:58 am]
Tony Grist
A young woman sits in a rocking chair, holding court. She sprawls the way a man would, taking up space she feels entitled to. She is raw and rangy with a great deal of dark hair in a style that is less page boy and more renaissance princeling. She looks like a young Rolling Stone- more specifically like the young Bill Wyman. When she speaks the tone is deep, the intonation rythmic- at first you think she's chanting- and the accent is seriously odd- like comedy Italian- with drawled "a"s at the end of words that don't require them.

This is Jane Roberts, caught on smoky 70s video, channeling Seth.

Seth is your kindly, rascally uncle from the other side- a 17th century Danish spice merchant from a good ways up the angelic tree. You'd think from the performance in the smoky video that his recorded words would read as bombastic and semi-literate but- shorn of the eccentricities of delivery and all the redundant vowels- they're a model of clarity and organisation. The mystical has never seemed so clear-cut. Consciousness is everything, death, time and space are illusions, we live in a multiverse and choose our own lives. Everything our civilisation doesn't care to have said (except feebly, by feeble clerics) he says vigorously and as if there were never any doubt about it.

Ah, but on whose authority?

Comes down to who you trust, doesn't it, who you feel drawn to. Do you trust, say, Professor Richard Dawkins- patrician, scientist chappie- lots of letters behind his name- good with a microscope and a dab hand at a put-down- or do you trust the damaged young person with the piratical attitude who burned through her life and was out the far side at 54- her and her uncle Seth?

No contest as far as I'm concerned...

[User Picture]From: faunhaert
2015-12-18 07:00 pm (UTC)
I think I have
my copy of Seth.
there were things in there that still percolate
thru my memory making room for other thoughts.

I've not seen her channeling him.

an uncle you say
mayhaps he's a tulpa?
like carl jung had as a wise one on his shoulder?
She could have been a 'tulpamancers'-?

but it would be sweet if
we could access our wise ones
they would not have to be from another plane/time of existence
would love to know my great grand's father?
but I'd not learned finn so maybe he just wouldn't bother?
would they care when there's been so much time
from now to back then?
but I think someone comes back to my place
just to see who's here and what's happened to the house.
really don't think people/spirits develop amnesia at death.
why bother living then?

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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2015-12-18 08:49 pm (UTC)
Well exactly. One lives to learn (among other things.) It would be silly if you survived death but forgot the life you'd left behind. On the other hand I think the interest of life on the far side might rather eclipse your earthly memories. I'm happy to think spirits may sometimes visit their old haunts but I'd also like to think that mostly they have better things to do.
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2015-12-18 08:50 pm (UTC)
PS. There's footage of Jane Roberts channeling Seth on Youtube.
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