“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

([Bette:] “Seth, did I give her a drink out of a gourd? It was a split gourd and I offered her this drink before she had to leave.”)

Close your bones and listen to the timbre that creaks through your (word lost). You have been in this room for centuries and while you sit here civilizations have grown together and blown apart. Listen with the part of you that does not know sight or sound. Listen with the part of you who knows... (Word lost). You have been here for centruies and as you sit here in fleshy images so has the flesh come and gone and so are you free of it and independent of it and not surprised by it or astonished. It makes no impression upon you for it has come and gone. And so as all things that have come and gone already begun and in their beginning they change and alter, creativity once more arises and you play your part in it and you find yourselves embarked in a new world, in new sensations, in new encounters with self, even though the sense even now passes away and you know where the future is behind you and the past that is yet to come for the past is forever as new as the future and in all things are there beginnings without endings and even your ideas of endings rouse themselves and can never pass away. Now, as always, you are as eternal as  you have ever been, as physical and as nonphysical, as real and as unreal. You are bony structures momentarily looking out through eyes and seeing through pulses, yet you form the eyes and the pulses and the worlds that make them possible and the dramas that so intrigue you from the past and the present and the future, and yet in all of these there are doorways, there are beginnings. There is (word lost), there is knowledge and in all ancient things there are beginnings before births, there are images before thoughts, there are gods within gods, there are paths that you (words lost). Your bodies are ancient. The bodies that you inhabit have come and gone. The minds that are your own are new. The selves are new but you have sat here for centuries, and in your aliveness springs the creativity from which all things are born and the joy and vitality that gives life to all worlds.