“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Now one of my close friends—I cannot recall his name, if I ever knew it—was due to ski down one of the trails. I was very concerned for his safety. The man, in a green uniform, sailed down a trail and into the air. At this time I seemed to be in a bed, suspended first over the trails, and then in a room.

(My friend was now either a miniature man, or very far away; actually I am quite sure he was miniature size. I saw him coming in for a landing, tiny and green and apparently out of control. He swooped down beside my bed, skidded along the top of a covered radiator, crashed into a wall and fell down onto another radiator top at a lower level. The landing was very rough and I cried out in dismay as my friend bounced and skidded around. I believe he was about four inches tall, and I saw his skis twisted over each other as he fell.

—wanting to project as a green insect. The idea was too alien, and you split your consciousness so that you watched the small man in green.