“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] They are personalities recently dead, in your terms, with strong connections to your environment, and not aware as yet generally of their own larger existence. [...]

[...] For although we didn’t know how they’d done so, our suggestions had helped her tune into a number of dear images of her girlhood in her hometown of Saratoga Springs, New York: She’d seen herself at an amusement park—Kaydeross—located on the shore of Saratoga Lake, just outside of town; she’d seen herself “jumproping very young” in the recreation field across the street from the Catholic grade school she had attended; she’d seen and interacted with family members, all dead now. [...]

At other levels your dreams mix and intertwine not only with those of your contemporaries, but with those of all times and places, living or dead in your terms. [...]

[...] I didn’t give her any negative suggestions when I read the note she typed for her loose-leaf journal, but I did think the book was dead in spite of the qualified optimism she expressed at the conclusion of her entry. [...]

(Pause.) At such times there can also be strong emotional content, as of finally triumphing over psychological chaos, or even of rising from the dead. [...]

[...] He has been dead for some time. [...]

You will see that in the first mentioned examples the effect would be created by man in line with his abilities, and in the latter examples the effects would be created in some instances by what is sometimes called dead matter, but what we know as other forms of consciousness, according to their ability.

There is also a reason why Ruburt saw the former gallery administrator in the old woman dream, immediately after he perceived the old woman dead. [...]

[...] When the opinions of others are no longer so valued, there is no need for such protection, such playing dead.

[...] We mourn the dead servicemen and wonder how many more Americans—military people and hostages—would have been killed had our commandos penetrated to the American Embassy compound, and the Iranian Foreign Ministry, in the heart of Tehran.

[...] In short, I thought it grossly unfair that the cause of the accident was still alive—although hospitalized —while two “innocent” victims were dead, with a whole family damaged beyond repair, for life. [...]

[...] Only when the private nature of reality was emphasized sufficiently would I be ready to show how the magnification of individual reality combines and enlarges to form vast mass reactions — such as, say, the initiation of an obviously new historical and cultural period; the rise or overthrow of governments; the birth of a new religion that sweeps all others before it; mass conversions; mass murders in the form of wars; the sudden sweep of deadly epidemics; the scourge of earthquakes, floods, or other disasters; the inexplicable appearance of periods of great art or architecture or technology.

[...] Biology is simply the carrier of a “deadly intent.” [...]

[...] Perhaps she would receive and pass on to her husband any visitations from the dead father.

I am speaking particularly of epidemics that are less than deadly, though danger is involved. [...]

[...] You remember past tenants together as people recall distant or dead family members. [...]

So he examined “dead nature.” [...]

Even a simple understanding of this would help people realize that no existence is dead-ended.

[...] The dead and the living may meet and speak.

[...] Presumably this will be the last one — for now, closely following upon my precarious circumstance in the water, I saw myself as dead. [...]

Island Three’s spirit says: “You are myself, utterly devoid of feeling — dead and barren.”

He courted or adopted his dead brother’s characteristics and gestures not because, as it was thought, he wanted to bank upon his prestige, but because he had an inner compulsion to do so, knowing the events that would occur.

[...] You thought immediately in terms of the hand being old and dead. [...]