“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(This is the first dream. I was in bed, and then I realized that I heard voices in my head; was not at all sure that this was a dream. The voices were very loud, independent, each quite different from the others, and I believe, all male voices. I was frightened because I couldn’t turn them off and they seemed to go on as if the people they belonged to had no idea that I could hear so clearly. However, I do not remember what they said. The volume was startling in itself. Finally I shook my head and yelled out. It was as if there was a radio in my head that kept switching from station to station.

(I am in our living room. It seems very dark, with two rather than three windows, and the middle one is blocked partially. I look again and now it is bigger and brighter than it ever was; the third window is back, but now it is moved out further, extending the room several feet. [Actually this must have to do with our hopes of having our kitchen enlarged.]

(A paperboy comes across the yard and calls me by name. I do not know who he is, but think that I must have known him sometime in the past. Now I begin to realize that the whole thing is a dream. I think of looking at the other apartments now, before the dream is over, but realize that if I do I run the chance of forgetting this part of the dream, and I want to write it down.