“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Pause.) There are no fu-tile acts, for all of them are val-id, and con-trib-ute to banks of ex-peri-ence and to the birth of cells who are en-dowed with your ex-peri-ence as knowledge.

Rest assured that no least ex-per-ie-nce is value-less, but serves as light.

(Long pause, eyes closed.) E-ven seem-ing fail-ures serve as ex-peri-ence in worlds you do not know. They are aware of your en-deav-ors. Your acts go into a bank of experi-ence from which others can draw.

[...] He is a monk in a nearby monastery, an ex-doctor, and knows of the sessions casually. [...]

(Jane and I encountered her ex-employer at the reception at Bill’s gallery last winter. [...]

[...] (I, Robert Butts, was one of the believers.) The lie did not become truth but it became more nearly so, for despite their failures the ex-servicemen managed to bring up children who would not go to war willingly, who would question its premise.

[...] Also, Seth Two had usually expressed “itself” in the singular, whereas tonight’s material was coming through under the plural “we”:) “All con-scious-ness has as-pects that are act-i-va-ted and ex-pressed in all idi-oms or real-i-ties. [...]

[...] One very unusual way these showed themselves began on the evening of October 31, when four younger people who had been members of ESP class visited us from New York City.⁸ They’d been scouting the Elmira area for other ex-students, to see if any of them had old class tapes of Jane speaking for Seth and/or singing in Sumari; they had had some success in their searches, but we didn’t play any of the tapes that night.⁹

[...] Even now I still correspond with two of those “ex-tenants”—loyal friends indeed!