“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Then suddenly my own body and the room and John and Rob, the whole bit, began to get larger and larger, really massive, my body along with everything else, and at the same time, eyes closed of course, I felt the shapes doing this. It seemed as if the room now was almost huge enough to take up all of Elmira; but I didn’t feel as if; I felt as if this were actually happening. I panicked and yelled out and broke the trance with Rob’s help. Only moments afterward, memory of the thing was beginning to vanish, and words hardly express the subjective sensations. The meaning of the experience is stated in the final part of the session, so there is no need to go into it here; suffice it to say that the experience had a meaning, was not random but highly selective, and would be listed in our classification as “experiencing a concept.” Everything in the room, from smallest to largest, was expanding in proportion; that is, keeping the relative proportion between various objects intact. Everything retained usual shape, for example, only grew and kept growing to massive degrees. Very vivid; frightening to me simply because I was not prepared for anything like this, it had never happened before; etc.

(After break, still felt the pyramid bit; so went along and session continued. Then more sensations; or rather, again I felt sensations that were concepts translated into feeling rather than words; but feelings and images. Here I started to feel the microscopic nature of our planet, comparatively speaking; a shrinking a momentary sense of desolation that was my own, I think; there was no attempt to deny integrity or uniqueness of physical life; but only to express... its relative size [poor word] and of the whole physical system. At same time the pyramid seemed inverted, wide at the top, with a giant face peering down into the room, as through a microscope. If the room was going to shrink and all of us with it—as it had grown massive, I just wasn’t ready for the experience. “I” could sense it about to happen. Through all of this, I use the word I, yet these things were happening and “I” was a part of the action so a part, that it was difficult to separate me from it. So now, wanting out, “I” tried to find “myself”—to make body make a motion to signal Rob. Earlier I thought of just yelling out to the personality, look forget it; but couldn’t find vocal chords or something; the personality was using them. So this time “I” found myself, pulled myself together, briefly found voice while personality was silent and just as I was seeing the giant face peer down over me, at pyramid top, at me, and room. Rob brought me out by touching me.

(Wonder now, strangely, if the voice is merely a signal, translated into words... that made the rest meaningful ... that is, if the voice has a ... use or purpose independent of words; though the words are definitely meaningful.)