“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

([Joel:] “It was war. It was the instinct to survive. They moved in and everybody could have coexisted together but it just didn’t work that way. We were proud . We lived in a beautiful, but in the sense that this world has plenty, that there was nothing there. We lived and lived successfully. There were hard times. There was summer and there was famine and there were some pretty bad winters, but we were a success. We had been on that land a long time and then you people came in and looked down on us. You thought we were a bunch of savages and you wouldn’t be friends with us or talk to us. You didn’t want to talk to us—we were a bunch of animals yet you lived in hovels made out of dirt. You held yourselves up and thought you were so great and inadvertently or intentionally you began to destroy us at first and then it became more of a pattern because then you sensed that your survival was hinging on it too. Then it became kind of a guerilla warfare on both sides and it accelerated. It wasn’t necessary at all, but I guess we didn’t know that then.”

([Bette:] “I didn’t know I didn’t belong there and I didn’t really care about the Indians. All I cared about was my own.”

([Bette:] “Right. I just didn’t care as long as there was...”

([Bette:] “I didn’t know at the time what was actually going on and I don’t think...”

([Joel:] “It was the only news that there was. We weren’t getting any news from back East. The only gossip was whose crop failed or whose cow had a ...”

([Bette:] “All we knew was who was on the warpath and when.”

([Bette:] “No. I was in my own little existence. All I cared about were my own kids and you took care of that.”

([Joel:] “It just seems that you are awfully quick to condemn. After all the first blood let that day was not ours.”

([Joel:] “When we were coming in there was one guy who wasn’t alive when we got there.”

(Jane asked Sue if she was in it.

([Bette:] “I feel all right. I felt fine towards Joel the first night because the minute you started talking, for weeks I had been coming to class, when I would see the war paint on him I would get a terrible pain in my head. I remarked several times in class about I had this pain in my head, and I couldn’t work it out no matter what I did. And that night here in the room when you were talking it was like somebody was pulling something out of my head, and I have not had this pain or this pressure since.”

([Sue:] “I had a feeling when you first started getting those impressions on her that I was in on this in some capacity. I have a feeling that I was only about 2 years old or other and that they got the kids last, or at least me, and I have the feeling that the house was pretty much on fire. For some reason I don’t have any feelings of animosity. I don’t think as a child I knew anything that was involved that was going on. I think this is why I can’t stand yelling.”

([Bill, an entity channeled by Joel H.:] “Part of letting it ride was what caused the difficulty in the first place and the yelling was a release of emotion and we have met before. Someone has been helping you to get over some feelings in the (night) lifetime and they are much more worked through than you might realize at the intellectual level. The advice is good. Continue probing, but what has been need not continue to be for you at this time. And since this is a night when the process of telling secrets continues, let me tell one, I have been here before.”)