“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

At the time of your problems, you seemed to be facing a dead end, for very little in the world that you saw or experienced seemed either sane or rational. Within the framework of your beliefs, nothing seemed to make much sense. Even art itself seemed to provide but a momentary glimpse of some undefined perfection, toward which you felt intuitively. Each person must somehow be drawn, period.

You were well aware, intuitively, of Ruburt’s strong abilities, though you had no labels for them. Ruburt was appalled at your situation, and moreover your moodiness at the time led him to fear that you might turn away from him. He sensed your abilities also, and psychically the two of you pooled your creative resources to reach beyond the reality that you know, to search for some other vaster framework that could help explain the events of your private reality and the events of the public world. For that world did indeed seem chaotic, particularly with your president’s assassination and the situation in Cuba.

You bought your rifle and your food supplies in case you had to withstand a disaster of nuclear proportions. Some people died in those years because they did not want to live in that kind of world. They became ill because there seemed to be no reason to life.

These developments reoccur now and then in trial runs, so to speak, restating various genetic positions, though they often appear in your world as abnormalities. Instead, they provide genetic protection against possible eventualities.