“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Now. There is, and this will certainly seem a contradiction in terms, there is nonbeing. (Pause. Jane lit a cigarette.) It is a state, not of nothingness in your terms, but a state in which probabilities and possibilities are known, anticipated, but blocked from all expression.

Not being, in other terms, is impossible. It is being without the means of expressing being. Now, every portion of consciousness is imbued with innate knowledge towards the means of expression and creativity. If, and this is impossible, all portions but the most minute last unit of All That Is were destroyed, All That Is could still continue, for within the smallest portion is the innate knowledge of the whole.

It does not know whether or not others like it may exist. It is not aware of them if they do exist. It is constantly searching. It knows that something existed before its own primary dilemma, when it could not express itself.

This first state of agonized search for expression may have represented the birth throes of All That Is as we know it. There existed, and clearly, the possibilities of creation as we know it, but the means were not known. Pretend then that you possessed within yourself the knowledge, the sight, of all the world’s masterpieces in sculpture and art, that they throbbed and pulsed as realities within you, but that you had no physical apparatus, no knowledge of how to achieve it; that there was neither rock, nor pigment, nor source of any of these, and you ached with the yearning to produce them—and this, on an infinitesimally small scale, will perhaps give you, as an artist, some idea of the agony and the impetus that was felt.

It, of itself and from that state, has given life to infinities of possibilities. From its agony it found the way to burst forth in freedom, through expression, and in doing so gave existence to individualized consciousness that forever continues the process. Therefore it is rightly jubilant.