“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Many people are unable to endow fragments with such physical reality, and thus shove them more or less harmlessly away at arm’s length. It is as if in Ruburt’s great experience the other night that the dissociated part of the personality donned another identity and battled with Ruburt’s own for dominance.

(A second similar episode took place a few days later. This time I walked into the living room. It was dark outside. Jane was holding Willy. At my approach he spat in a terrified manner and vaulted from her arms, scratching her quite well on both forearms. Again, a minute later he was as friendly as ever to both of us.)

(Seth now referred to a fragment of a vision I had experienced the day before. I had been doing some painting when once again I seemed to see my brother Loren, as a monk in a previous life, wearing his old red robe, fall face down with outstretched arms upon the same dusty red road upon which I had seen him before. This was a very brief vision, and the first that had popped to mind consciously while I was doing something else.)