“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] You have been here for centruies and as you sit here in fleshy images so has the flesh come and gone and so are you free of it and independent of it and not surprised by it or astonished. [...] There is (word lost), there is knowledge and in all ancient things there are beginnings before births, there are images before thoughts, there are gods within gods, there are paths that you (words lost). [...]

[...] In the dream, however, you are a woman to whom he is able to express his feelings, and he therefore shows a side of himself to you with the paper-bag image. [...]

Took that long for (s no) entities to build human images.

[...] Jane reported she had images of block letters, as on children’s blocks, when giving the data on the name Tanz Mansdavens.

[...] Jane said she may have had a vague image of the long narrow bar while speaking. [...]

No matter where I look, I seem to be
at the center of a world that forms
perfectly around me.
No lopsided vision ever shows
the world spread only to my left,
with my image on the last right edge,
nor has the world
ever appeared just ahead,
while nothingness began
just behind my back.

I sit in a swivel chair
with smooth ball bearings.
Without warning, I turn myself
around in a complete circle,
but nothing disturbs
my world vision,
and objects appear on all sides
with sweet precision,
as if a projector in my head
sends out invisible rays that turn
into images, so I
always seem inside
dimensions of depth
and weight.

He protected himself against early marriage or child bearing by identifying the male writer to some extent with his own writing image. [...] The novelist, the science fiction writer—these were male images needed in the time of his youth.

[...] He is overly concerned with them now, and this holds the image of them in his mind. This clouds the image of his arms in their normal healthy position. [...]

[...] Now I want you simply to follow along, to listen to the sounds, to let whatever images come into your mind come. [...] If you see images, enjoy them. [...]

Transformations of self-images occur back and forth from dream to waking reality, once he made his conscious decision. [...]

[...] You are not only creatures of corporeal being, forming images of flesh and blood, embedded in a particular kind of space and time; you are also creatures rising out of a particularized dimension of probabilities, born from dimensions of actuality richly suited to your own development, enrichment and growth.

These are not sharp images, but he already begins to build up ideas of shape and form. [...]

The physical senses usually blind you to these open channels, for they perceive reality only in their own image. [...]

[...] Your changing image is supposed to tell you something. [...]

images I should have kicked,

[...] As a beginning I would suggest that your friend read our material concerning the formation of physical matter in general, the formation of the physical image, and the physical organs. [...]

[...] A sufferer has adopted an illness into his own self-image, through suggestion, which to a large degree he himself has given. [...]

Now these are disjointed images from her mind. [...]

[...] It is not unusual for those trying to help, to assume such comforting forms and images. [...]

I have said many of these things in my own way before and will undoubtedly say them again—not only through this physical image. For when this physical image makes the transition to other realities, then I will speak through another form as each of you has spoken through other forms. [...]

[...] The inner voice is the voice of All That Is and that voice speaks through the tissues of your body and the cells and atoms and molecules that compose your physical image. [...]

[...] He will indeed be the psychological bridge, the psychological framework, structure and image through which that personality can communicate. [...]

[...] yet in order to speak to you intelligently I must use this image at times. [...]

[...] You can both discover the greater identity that is your own, and step out of your own shadow image. [...]

[...] I have not gone into these questions; however, to some degree in the subconscious mind you have what could be called a ghost image of your ancestors, and when your parents are in their last reincarnation cycle they leave your plane and it is more difficult for the ghost image to be imprinted.

There is also here connected only with his present personality an ego image of the writer with a cigarette. [...]

[...] Jane said she had an image of a star of sorts, and that this gave her the idea of fireworks shooting into the sky—thus the idea of a geyser, and something rising and explosive, etc.

[...] Jane said she had a vague image of a small round object upon a rectangular folded object that was like a card, yet the circle was not placed as neatly in the center of the rectangle as my drawing is. [...]

[...] She had a fairly good image of this darkened area, and its horizontal disposition.

[...] This is interesting, in that Jane said she had an image of a card shape with a house and foliage on it. [...]

[...] (I have yet to paint those particular images, but still plan to do so.)