“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

I thought I had a few ideas to jot down, now I’ve nearly forgotten what they were. Something about my personal purposes—what I’m trying to do.... reconcile a seemingly impersonal cosmos with man’s intimate nature? Trying to find where man and cosmos merge? Trying to find man’s personal path as a species in the cosmos, rather than just as a species on the earth; this presupposes that I find my own personal path within that cosmos; and where I’ve been bold in certain respects—with Rob’s help it also seems to me that I’ve been supercautious; in perhaps too many instances. This MAY result in spurts of fairly great rhythm of such things. I’d say that I could use my abilities far more fully even in those areas already being explored—Seth, the library, Sumari, etc., even if I wanted to leave other areas alone (seances, etc.). A greater boldness might also be therapeutic—and I certainly know I can count on Rob. His suggestion I try to go into the library—(yesterday) probably was responsible for the Seth-in-library thing tonight. This was I think the first time I’ve seen Seth’s image that clearly; though once in a session I think I did.

[...] In stating that the universe is an accidental creation, however, a meaningless chance conglomeration formed by an unfeeling cosmos, it states quite clearly its belief that the universe and man’s existence has no value. [...]

[...] How could a country be governed effectively by individuals who were after all chemicals run amok in images, with neuroticism built-in from childhood — children of a tainted species, thrown adrift by a meaningless cosmos in which no meaning could be found (very intently)?

[...] In your usual terms of thinking, the earth does not exist at all (emphatically) — not if you are considering it as a chunk of matter occupying a certain position in a physical cosmos. [...]

[...] We grow momentarily dizzy, dazzled by an inner cosmos of selves and self-versions, and feel that we are traveling through some gigantic psyche that spawns selves the way space spawns stars.”

(Within such a gloomy framework, then, I think it legitimate to ask how the species can consciously stress its accidental presence in the cosmos, yet demand that its members be the most “moral” of creatures. [...]