“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Our poor man again is aware, subconsciously of the intent, but only to some degree. Three months later you have had a really bad day and you are mad at life in general and now you come and find our poor friend upon the floor, this time, perhaps, asleep at a chore somewhat more important that you wanted done. Now, far be it from me, even in a fantasy, to accuse you of such an act, but you stand here and look at a slattern and this time you are out of your mind. But again, it behooves you to deny your true feelings in order to be spiritual, which is not true spirituality and you say again, God bless you, may you go in peace, and this time the psychic safety valve has had too much. Now the nicest thing that could happen would be that you suddenly blew your stack and kicked him. The worst thing that could happen would be that, once again, you restrain the acknowledgment of your feelings and the pent up and unacknowledged and perfectly natural aggression in the beginning that has now built up, is ready to explode and now you send out a thought form out of all proportion to any of the event that causes your friend severe harm. And all of this because you were afraid that one stray aggressive thought of yours was more powerful than the vitality that resides in each of you.

Now, as Ruburt would call it, your sidekick over here (Joanne) did not go along with your ideas at all, in that life. She was at that time, a male however, and you were a female, and a priestess, and so were you (Daniel). She had an expanding effect upon your personality but you were very given to ritual and to a belief in magical acts and to the idea that existence in itself was evil and wrong and you were, indeed, a member of the sect now called Gnostic.