“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Surplus children, who would have been “an impossible burden” upon the economy of the times, its housing, food supply, etc., were simply killed before baptism. [...]

[...] Immediately after this session, upon turning on TV, we tuned into an interview with the proprietor and wife of a small grocery or food store where the Kennedy assassin, Sirhan Sirhan, had been employed.)

She felt that certain rituals or foods warded off this evil hypnotic suggestion. [...]

When you turned from the habit, and would have turned to food for comfort, you denied yourself this out of fear of gaining weight. [...]

(Just before I sat down to resume typing this session, Jane made such a remark, about the food she was giving one of our cats for supper.)

[...] The two tiny kitchens show clearly that the nourishment of food has been given the last spot, in both of your lives. [...]

[...] The food recommended has a stabilizing and nourishing effect on your (underlined) systems at their present stages of development. [...]

[...] Food comes from his hands. [...]

[...] Why does it seem antinatural, even slightly perverse, for a household cat to, say, prefer fine cat food from a can, when it seems that he should be eating mice, perhaps, or dining upon grasshoppers? [...]

[...] Who else did we know, so “old school” who’d even speak of tipping one’s hat, or refer to food as “good cuisine?” Anyway he certainly didn’t sound frightening, and the fifth-dimensional monologue was really provocative.

Fatty foods should be avoided. [...]

[...] An animal in the jungle killing for food is one thing. [...]

[...] When she began writing Magical Approach, she even surprised me by occasionally helping me get breakfast, cooking bacon and eggs at the hot plate I’d set up for her some seven months ago on the kitchen table.⁴ Although she could work at the table while sitting down, she’d given up those simple, nurturing acts of food preparation many weeks ago; her fingers weren’t working well enough, she told me at the time; she didn’t trust herself enough to handle hot food—and I admit that when she implied a risk, the chance of an accident, I stopped encouraging her to help me with meals.

[...] Not without thanking the cow for the food and the nourishment which it has given you, not without realizing that the cow, like yourself, is a part of the chain of life without which physically you would not exist and be free. [...]

[...] In the tumult of the city the particular bells could be recognized, therefore, by the poor and by the slaves who waited to buy products — often wilted foods from the laden carts.

[...] Jane had opened some fresh food for Willy, and while he ate in our very small kitchen she began putting the groceries away. [...]

[...] For now, suffice it to say that to kill for self-protection or food on your plane does not involve you in what we may call for the first time, I believe, karmic consequences.

If you believe, however, that the chemicals in certain foods will harm you drastically and bring about disastrous consequences, then even small doses of these can do you harm.

Your brother’s wife was a baker’s daughter, and still has the habit of overindulging in food.

[...] However she was no beauty, and Throckmorton never really managed to pay her much above food and lodging.

[...] In time terms, the “present” animal had to be killed for food — not the “past” animal. [...]