“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

He will read it all in time. As I told you, matter is created constantly. No object is composed of the same matter from one day to the next. Matter is caused by pulsations of energy, taking a formal pattern that is already formed by means of the consciousness inherent in the energy itself.

Therefore, this is an interval between each pulsation of energy, when one pulsation enters and forms a physical object and almost instantly leaves, and an interval before the next particle arrives.

One could be compared to what I will call a before image. Your universe is the focal point for physical manifestation, where the manipulation of matter predominates. One of the other two universes to which I refer is formed as energy is nearly approximate to your own; and energy not yet within a strong position to materialize into matter does, nevertheless, manage an early, somewhat weaker form.

The other of the two universes is formed as energy passes through your field, and can be likened to an afterimage.

This almost automatic construction of energy-idea (hyphen), into a material object is carried on subconsciously through the methods which I have earlier explained to you, regarding the innate capsule comprehension and capacities existing in the individual atoms and molecules, and is formed by this gestalt of which I have spoken.

Nevertheless, the objects are simply not the same objects. You do not see, feel, smell or touch the same object. I will shock you further by stating that, in your terms, the objects do not even exist in the same space, but in the personal self-perspective space, formed and created by any given individual.

(I can’t really describe the sound. I seemed to pick it up with my ears like a very loud garbled static; and this voice, a man’s, was distinguishable amid the static, and formed it somehow. The static was like a bubbling in my ears, from within. The sound didn’t come from the room. The voice was definitely independent, another person’s, not my own; nor was the thought my own.