“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

You find difficulty in escaping from time, as a rule, and therefore you are also imprisoned by past, present and future, in such a way that they appear to be walls which never can be climbed. [...]

[...] Now I knew that a ‘task force’ of other Roman soldiers had carried out this assault, reaching ‘me’ by climbing the steps already described. [...]

[...] On one occasion his voice began to climb in strength and volume, half jokingly. [...]

“Some mountain climbers, when asked why they climb a certain peak, respond: ‘Because the mountain is there to be climbed’—so the natural approach, the magical approach, is to be used because it exists, and because it represents an open doorway into a world of reality that is always present, always at the base of your cultures and experience. [...]

[...] Some time later, it seems, I became aware that I was watching a youngish woman in a polka-dot dress, white dots on black or a dark color, climb up three or four back-porch steps and enter a house, with a screen door closing behind her. [...]

You could have shortened the uncomfortable circumstances in which Ruburt found himself involved, you could have lessened the wall of stupidity that Ruburt tried to climb.

[...] I felt myself climbing. [...]

(I was wondering whether perhaps we had opened the door while on the way to the house, maybe as we climbed the dirt road.)

(Jane’s voice again climbed the scale in volume. [...]

[...] Instead, I think that what has been learned so far offers only possible variations within the idea of evolution, for the talk is still about the origin of life out of nonlife, followed by the climb up the scale of living complexity; most evolutionists think that natural selection, or the survival of the fittest, still applies.

[...] The tin-covered roof had born layers of old vines that had climbed up the pillars from our living-room windows on the second floor. [...]