“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Over 50 people have been counted dead so far, with hundreds injured and many thousands left homeless. [...]

To one extent or another you can “pick up on” any personality living or dead, historically or in the future—but in any future, because in far more complicated ways each psyche contains within it the experience and knowledge of others. [...]

[...] Those same diagrams of which science is so proud, however, can also be barriers, giving you a dead instead of a living knowledge. [...]

[...] During this experiment, while reading some poetry aloud that the now-dead Father Trainor had often read to her when she was in high school, Jane’s voice had taken on an enormous male volume and strength. [...]

[...] The man has rather glaring faults, it is true, but they are not deadly ones. [...]

[...] He recognized this, feeling that while he highly enjoyed science fiction it was a dead end, for the answers he sought could not be worked out even through philosophical fiction.

[...] She is trying to cut off any identification with the physical body, whether it be alive or dead in your terms.

When [most of] you think of physical symptoms, of course, you regard your body with a deadly seriousness that to some extent impedes inner spontaneity. [...]

[...] I believe there is a connection with the man from Sayre—he is not dead that might very well appear in your normal life as a contact. [...]

[...] At some time or another almost every child wishes that his parent or parents were dead, and the parents manage to survive quite well, until they are quite ready to leave your sphere of activity.

[...] Not only are memories not “dead,” they are themselves ever-changing. [...]

(Last night in ESP class, Jane tried to contact a newly dead friend of some class members. [...]

[...] There is indeed a kind of communal dream life, then, in which each individual contributes—a dream life in which both living and dead play a part, in your terms. [...]

With his mother dead it seemed highly unsporting to cast, for example, any aspersions or express fresh anger against injustice. [...]

[...] The figure inside represented the actuality; that is, what seemed to be an opportunity would instead end up as a dead end, a threatening and stagnant position. [...]

[...] We’ve heard of the theory before, by the way — but transmitting cancer in such a fashion seems to be one of the most deadly results that can follow from the union of a man and a woman. [...]

(Pause at 9:57.) Let those who will, laugh at tales of spirits turning into the trees⁵ — a simplistic theory, certainly, yet a symbolic statement in such societies: The dead were buried at home in the same close territory, to form in later times the very composition of the ground upon which religions grew. [...]

[...] There is a Baltimore connection, in that Baltimore is mentioned on the pepper can, as explained; also, Jane has a photo of herself taken on a set of the typical white Baltimore stone steps, with her dog, Mischa, now dead.

[...] But it is a dead-end street, so as long as driveways are honored you are all right.

[...] Either God “made it,” or physical matter, in some unexplained manner, was formed after an initial explosion of energy, and consciousness emerged from that initially dead matter in a way yet to be explained.