“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

In your reality you can, if you let go of the concepts. Now, I tell you, and I have told you many times, and regardless of how intellectually confusing it may sound to you in greater terms, there simply is no evil. And as long as you are aware of what seems to be evil effects then you are still in ignorance. Now there is space within objects and objects within space. Remember that. Now violence is a type of action and it is often misdirected. Whatever violence you did you did because you thought it was good and met a worthy end then; therefore, be careful of those ideas that you entertain now and what you will do to defend them. No one ever does violence for something he considers unworthy. The most bloodthirsty acts have been done because men believed themselves right and so they killed to uphold their worthy ideas. So be even playful with your ideas and what you believe, for no idea is worth killing for in your terms.

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.