“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(9:28.) The atoms and molecules within you are quite literally dying and being completely replaced all the time. [...]

[...] You read a theory to the effect that cells ejected signals as they died.

[...] When you sleep at night and awaken, you do not suppose yourself a new personality, or imagine that you have died during the night. [...]

[...] He left with a few female companions who were also ostracized, and died finally of starvation. [...]

[...] Their die is cast, so to speak: They have already begun the special kind of screening process necessary that will bring about physical form. [...]

[...] Several species, say, of modern man died out. [...]

(This note added in 2003: Jane died in 1984. [...]

When my children laughed I was overwhelmed with delight, and despite our privations, each morning was a triumphant surprise that we had not died in our sleep, that we had not succumbed to starvation. [...]

The race suffers when any of its members die of starvation or disease, even as a whole plant suffers if a group of its leaves are “unhappy.” [...]

[...] They died, quite simply, knowing beneath it all that they were not annihilating their consciousnesses, but bringing a given life to a conclusion in protest against certain conditions that exist to some extent among many others.

[...] Two serious notes: Alice Butts, who died last week, has already visited my father. [...]

[...] A woman friend of hers died a few months ago. [...]

(“Was the woman Jane saw aware that she had died?”)

[...] It merely exists to a fairly vivid degree while you sleep, and it sleeps but does not die while you are awake.

[...] dream was that, rather than go through the operations on her eyes, Miss Callahan had decided subconsciously to die; and that she had reached this decision at the same time that Jane dreamed it.

[...] The odd mechanism represents the mechanics of the law, which his father used poorly, and in fact he died before he had time to make the contraption mentioned in the dream.

[...] Some people died in those years because they did not want to live in that kind of world. [...]

[...] Obviously this didn’t always apply, since some people became chronically ill, or died, or suffered devastating illnesses —but for the most part whatever helpings they managed to achieve came about through subconscious mental and bodily processes. [...]

(My father had a brother, Ernest, who died a bachelor in Florida quite a few years ago . [...]

There is a natural impulse to die on the part of men and animals, but in such circumstances [as we are discussing here] that desire becomes the only impulse that the individual feels able to express, for it seems that all other avenues of expression have become closed. [...]

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

[...] Helping people who have died, in your terms, speaking to others who are quite alive, in the dream state, learning to understand and manipulate subjective realities. [...]