“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Seth II:) Fantasies are the realities your intellect does not perceive in other fantasies, therefore, those others who watch you and who watch without any awareness of the intellect as you understand it. They and we perceive you then in our place. You would call yourselves fantasies. Our perception allows us to tune into the particular fantasies that you perceive as one indivisible reality. We can perceive it, but we cannot participate, only observe that which, in your terms...  eons ago we helped create as you are now continuing in what you might call dreams our fantasies now do create. As we peer into your room, so do you peer into other realities all unknowing. You do not physically recall those journeys that you have yourselves made and are now making. You leave from any moment of your time and you are gone sometimes for centuries of physical time. You leave in the middle of a day and return the day before yesterday or a thousand years hence. Now, that is reality .... The small portion that you perceive is but one letter on a page. You cannot comprehend its meaning for the entire word is hidden. Not because it must be, but because you are becoming. At this stage you are only perceiving a portion of your own becoming. We perceive your present room, understanding that you consider it this indivisible reality and yet our presence was sensed. You should therefore understand the very air and breath is in a state of becoming. The air that carries the voice and moves the lungs is itself a method of communication and itself becoming aware.

(Seth II:) In your terms we remember our part in the creation of your universe, but you are not aware of your part in the creation of other universes into which you also peer. You are on a journey into awareness. You are recovering the knowledge and acknowledgment of your own past. The words you hear are translations. We do not understand what a room is .... We merely use the term. We peer into a segment of reality. We did (think) construct it, and we have gone our way. In your terms, we are very distant. We have an equivalent of emotions, but you would not understand them. You must realize that each reality is unique and precious and a part of the whole. The whole is contained within any given part lying in the sleep of probability from which it will and already has awakened. And so will you awaken and so have you awakened and so even in the trance of physical focus are you already awake to your own greater reality. You only focus upon a point of ignorance. Merely turn the focus of your awareness in another direction and freedom shows itself and time is seen then as the figurative closed eyelid that deceives you. In the midst of your dreaming you are awake. In the midst of your dreaming you are what we are. You are in other terms, the memory of us, yet we are also the memory of you.

Now, my friend, Ruburt, has had some time this evening and so I am not going to keep you long, but I hope that these sessions do stretch your own concepts and I would like to have each of you catch yourselves peering into other realities. It is a good exercise. Even imagining concepts as physical objects will help you. I have just given you a very good clue in that last sentence. Think about that sentence and put it to use.

[...] At same time the pyramid seemed inverted, wide at the top, with a giant face peering down into the room, as through a microscope. [...] So this time “I” found myself, pulled myself together, briefly found voice while personality was silent and just as I was seeing the giant face peer down over me, at pyramid top, at me, and room. [...]

([We checked notes after next break.] When personality compared physical reality with children playing with [physical] blocks, he made a remark about a giant peering through the window at the child’s play; and... [...]

Still, touching it with eyes is like peering

Peer through. [...]

(Once we were back upstairs in our living room, the music led me to talk about peer groups involving young people. [...]

(“Over here now,” Jane said, designating her upper left, “is Seth on what you were just saying about peer groups — how young people feel it’s so important to fit in with their own kind, and why. [...]

When the personality compared physical reality with children’s blocks, he made a remark about individuals returning in our future to peer into physical reality like giants squinting down to watch children play with blocks upon the floor. (As the voice spoke, my eyes were closed, of course, and I don’t remember what the voice said, but have checked Rob’s verbatim notes of the session.) In here someplace, suddenly I saw a giant’s face peer into our living room, its face filling up the entire window.

“Later, in your time, all of you will look down into the physical system like giants peering through small windows at the others now in your position and smile. [...]

[...] This time, though, at the narrow end far above me I saw the same giant head, peering down at me and the room as through a microscope. [...]

[...] It was just about here that I saw the giant face peering down through the pyramid above me. [...]

[...] Peering at it from this angle, so to speak, you would not recognize it as your own home system. [...]

Though this criss-crossed fleshmesh
Tastes like peach and feels like peach fuzz,
All utterly mergings of gold and green and red,
Sunnily rendered, dizzy and delicious,
Still, touching it with eyes is like peering
Through a fence
With wires cunningly connected,
A million to an inch.

The wind on the arm blows the hair,
And at the base, a golden mole,
Such a speck as a peach might have,
But the hair arches back to show a gaping hole,
And each ounce of flesh is a fence,
Erected roundly and snug
About hidden landscapes, suns, and shadows,
Inroads laced with prickly shrubs.
Peer through. [...]

[...] We had guests the following Friday evening, and as Jane described the multiple-channel effects to them, she realized that she was tuning into some of Seth’s backlog of data about peer groups and the need to conform. [...]

(“This is just a sample of the implications called up by Rob’s talk about peer groups in the session Wednesday. [...]

[...] We are trying to lead you gently so that you will accept the revelations of your peers. [...]

(She’d obviously, I thought, expected recognition by her peers in the writing field when she matured, with her obvious talents. [...] I said that most “successful?” poetry and fiction might not penetrate very deeply into the human condition, compared with the understanding her own psychic gifts offered, but it would have been safe and accepted by her peers. [...]

[...] They were her way of contributing to understanding ourselves, and to peer into the great mystery of All That Is.

[...] Here the rigid assumptions of normal waking consciousness often fade, and you can find yourself performing those physically rejected activities, never realizing that you have peered into a probable existence of your own.

[...] The “boxcar” episode represented his living at one level of physical experience, even while he also existed as the giant-sized self that peered over the mountain top and watched his progress. [...]

He may think of some hypothetical literary writer—a composite image again, comfortable enough, slightly avant-garde, fashionably so, in contact with his peers, quite forgetting again that his—and his mind has always been far less conventional than that, far more probing and again, forgetting that he always enjoyed viewing society from a vantage point slightly outside of it. [...]

[...] You weigh so many pounds, tilt your head at such-and-such an angle to peer upward at the skyscape, and physically speaking, you can be categorized.

[...] Jane said she seemed to use the alpha state as the base for a projection into the past and into this tree: she found herself, briefly, amid a cluster of its leaves, peering out….

(The ink sketch I did more than a year ago represents man bound by his senses, yet peering out through the wires trying to see more.

[...] But you peer out through your own eyes at the universe. [...]

Many adults, sensing their own abilities in one field or another, deliberately play down those abilities because they are afraid of standing out from “the masses” — or they are afraid they will be attacked by their peers. [...]

[...] Wore a white coat, I believe, and peered down at me like an owl.”