“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

You can feel what you cannot necessarily describe verbally, for you are more than the physical brain that you have now. I am no poet, but as in one of Ruburt’s poems, think of the brain as a web you form about the inner self. This webwork helps you manipulate in a world of space and time, and is as nebulous, precarious and delicate as any spider’s web — and in as precarious a balance. You form this and then perceive the world, but your viewpoint is very small and the garden you perceive very intimate. You have, however, far greater abilities of perception. I want you to understand the nature of your inner self, or soul, for it is a focal point of reality from which other realities spring. It is not imprisoned in tiny boxes of days or weeks or months, or even of centuries.

Physical matter is not permanent. You only perceive it as continuous; your perceptive mechanisms are not equipped to detect the pulsations. Now, I am speaking to our friend over here (Art O., an engineer) because he may perhaps have a comprehension of what I am trying to explain, because of his background.