“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Howard McCullough is dying of cancer in St. Petersburg, Florida. [...]

Man does have an instinct and a desire to live, and he has an instinct and a desire to die. [...] In his life [each] man is embarked upon a cooperative venture with his own species, and with the other species, and dying he also in that regard acts in a cooperative manner, returning his physical substance to the earth. [...]

[...] It is almost impossible in your time to describe man’s reality when he was consciously aware that he would die and yet not die, and when he was everywhere surrounded by those inner data of his psyche.

He had no intention of dying in that manner; but others felt that to fulfill the prophecies in all ways, a crucifixion was a necessity.

Now: He knew that without the wounds, they would not believe he was himself, because they were so convinced that he died with those wounds. [...]

[...] Now it is possible for an individual who has died to completely misinterpret the experience and attempt to reenter the corpse. [...]

[...] You may die at eighty and after death think of the youth and vitality that you had at twenty, and find then that your form changes to correspond with this inner image.

[...] Must I die to become this other self? [...] How can I ever be this adult self when it is not what I am now, without dying as what I am?”

[...] Many cease creating their bodies and die at a young age for a great variety of reasons, of course, but some die because they believe that old age is shameful and that only a young body can be beautiful.

[...] No one dies in a disaster who has not chosen to do so. [...] Even animals sense their dying ahead of time, and on that level man is no different.

[...] (Pause.) Your beliefs have directed who should go to war and who should not, who should live and who should die, who should be educated and who should not, who should be isolated from society and who should not—all matters directly touching upon the survival of certain families throughout history, and therefore affecting the species as a whole.

[...] In man’s case, at least, the selection of who should live or die was often anything but natural. [...]

[...] My mother, who died five years ago at the age of 81, was with me. [...]

[...] I estimate that his very elderly mother had died in 1926, when I was seven years old [I’m almost 59 now].

(“In what year did you die?”)

(“Where did you die?”)

(“How old were you when you died?”)

(“In what year did Seth die?”)

[...] “If I don’t make it, I’m going to die,” Jane burst out. “And I want to make it—I don’t want to die....”

[...] Sometimes on that morning ride I’d swear that I was having a heart attack, and would die any minute—most unpleasant—and excellent warning signs. [...]

[...] She died in her 50’s — do you follow me?

[...] When your mother died in her 50’s in one probable system, your mother in this system was the recipient of energy that then returned.

[...] Each of them died at the age of 81 — my father in 1971, my mother in 1973. [...]

[...] We don’t know of anyone in our personal circle who has recently died, for instance, or who is close to death as far as we can tell.)

[...] These Lumanians died quickly, for they could not bear violence nor react to it violently. [...]

(One minute pause at 10:24.) Physically the civilization simply died out. [...]

[...] When you are viewing a war in a newscast, however, you are still not watching people die. [...]

[...] The dreams of those about to die often involve dream structures that already prepare them for future existence. [...]

[...] I died of trouble with my stomach because I was such a glutton. [...]

[...] Twice I died of starvation. [...]

[...] I felt during the process the inevitability, the recognition, even a sense of familiarity: “Of course, this particular dying is mine and no other.” [...]

[...] How many fish died with only half-formed lungs, who were too far from the water’s edge to dip again beneath the waves? [...]

So in those terms, how many water dwellers died before the first mammal stood securely with fully completed lungs, breathing earth’s early air?

[...] Men will die for an ideal. A man will die to protect his children. [...]

[...] He did not feel that he could die. [...]

[...] In a last life she died fairly early, and she would not face life, she did not want to hold on. [...]