“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Originally, and in your terms of time, it was precisely the imagination that in its own way set you apart from other creatures, enabling you to form realities in your mind that you could “later” exteriorize.

He thought that he was such a bad person that he drove his parents apart, perhaps caused his mother’s illness, perhaps his grandmother’s death—for which his mother did indeed several times blame him—and that the classical idea of the Sinful Self was individually interpreted in that manner in Ruburt’s personal early life. [...]

[...] (To Venice:) our new friend reminds me of the Jesuit when he first came to our sessions (Bill Gallagher)—watching, when break came, to see when Ruburt and I should fall apart from each other. [...]

[...] The dream took place at 458 because it is an offshoot of an unrealized probability that opened there on two occasions (in 1973 at our apartment at 458 West Water Street, Elmira, New York).

[...] You feel more apart from it. [...]

[...] The outer ego, if you recall, views itself as apart from, or separate from, action. [...]

[...] The body in some respects has its own innocent life—a part of yours, but apart from it in certain respects. [...]

[...] I am not afraid that we shall be kicked out of our apartment. [...]

He feels trapped in this apartment, that he is here because he is readily accessible to help your mother, as when he was a child he was readily accessible to help his own mother. [...]

(Mark told of visiting the hypnotist and the feeling he could not pull his fingers apart.)

It is theoretically possible, for example, for any of you to disperse your consciousness and become a part of any object in the room — or to fly apart, to disperse yourself out into space — without leaving your sense of identity. [...]

[...] There are no special “places” or situations or conditions set apart after physical death in which any given personality must have experience.

[...] As I type its pages for the final time, I’m back at our old Water Street apartments, and in our new “hill house” at once; I’m referring to 1975 sessions and recording Seth’s dictation on his latest book as well. [...]

[...] You were both wise in your decision to make some purchases for your apartment. [...]

[...] Man’s “I am,” [seemingly] apart from nature — a characteristic necessary for the development of his kind of consciousness — led him into value judgments, and also necessitated some break with the deep inner certainties of other species.

If there is no life after life,
then what cosmic spendthrift formed
the universe,
for Chance alone can’t be
that prolific, or fake an order in which
an accident of such proportions
as the creation of a world
seems so inevitable,
each random element
falling pat, into place,
and each consciousness promptly appearing
with body parts all neatly assembled—
only to be squandered,
falling apart, dissolving into nothingness
while Chance grinds out newer odds.

[...] The bridge personality was a psychological result, appearing in time, yet apart from it. [...]

([Joel:] “I wondered if a previous personality had accomplished this or if when that personality went back and became apart of the whole self and this period of reevaluation, if that’s when the decision was made?”)

[...] He has usually buried spontaneous desires to do other things, particularly in your apartment, so there were frequent dilemmas, finding of course physical expression in symptoms. [...]

Now the ramblings about in your apartment in their own way often serve this end. [...]