“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] But before we are finished we will see that basically speaking, each of you create the book you hold in your hands, and that your entire physical environment comes as naturally out of your inner mind as words come out of your mouths, and that man forms physical objects as unselfconsciously and as automatically as he forms his own breath.

[...] Unfortunately, conscience as you think of it is an untrustworthy guide, speaking to you through the mouths of mothers and fathers, teachers and clergy — all perhaps from distant years, and each of whom had their own ideas of what was right and wrong for you and for humanity at large.

[...] Such as her impulse to hold a cigarette in her right hand again, or to reach out with her left hand to scratch her right thigh, or to hold the cup she uses in the morning to rinse out her mouth while the nurse does her teeth. [...]

[...] As before now Jane began to sit quietly, hands again folded in her lap; her mouth and lips began to work again, and finally the high thin voice emerged once more. [...]

[...] This is simply background that did apply however to the running aspect—either running physically or running off at the mouth. [...]

[...] In those days I was always afraid that I’d go into trance, open my mouth, and—nothing! [...]

[...] If your hand is working as quickly as Ruburt’s mouth, you must be exhausted. [...]

[...] Much more than usual, she said, breathing heavily through her mouth and half-crying at the same time. [...]

[...] To some extent he had the feeling that as long as you kept your mouth shut about what you believed, you were safe, and that idea drew great strength from your own similar belief. [...] Keep your mouth shut.

[...] He has kept that tooth (pointing) in his mouth for six months. [...]

[...] The cold to some extent restored the gums, by activating defensive mechanisms in the mouth and head regions.

[...] Jane fell asleep, flat on her back, mouth open, breathing loudly. [...]

[...] I anticipate a most enjoyable time and indeed if you have questions then you can receive the answers from the horse’s mouth. [...]

[...] She would first whisper or mouth what she wanted to say, then with quite an apparent effort would finally manage to get audible, understandable data through at my urging. [...]

[...] (Mouths words first.) There is a town or island or bay, some area in the vicinity that sounds like Balinda. [...]

[...] (Mouths words first:) There is a town or island or bay, some area in the vicinity that sounds like Balinda; this is not it, however. [...]

(Another smile.) This is something like the fox he read of, who to get rid of fleas carries something like a ball of wool in his mouth and walks into the water, forcing the lice out further and further. [...]

[...] The messages were put into words and language and written down at the time of Atlantis, but after that they were handed down by word of mouth.

(I asked that Seth comment on my tooth-extraction hang-ups—involving the attendant soreness and my reactions to the whole affair—as well as the mouth-breathing difficulty. [...]

[...] You are listening to what your ego says, and this I speaks through your mouth and then you hear this I’s words. [...]

[...] Those tales were carried by word-of-mouth by the travelers and some of these ended up in Persian folklore, so if you were houseboys, you were imaginative houseboys. [...]