“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(The 67th envelope object was a penciled note written on one side of a piece of white paper by our neighbor, Leonard Yaudes. [...]

(Friday 6/19, 9:30 PM: Halfway through my induction into the desired trance state I became aware that my forearms and hands once again felt quite enlarged intrinsically, and also quite far apart, perhaps 6 feet or so, although as I lay on my back on the bed my hands were so close to my sides they touched my hips. [...]

[...] The unknown and the known realities merged, clicked in, and were seen as the opposite sides of each other.

(Tunnels would also be involved going to New York City, but not as far as I know in travel on only the New Jersey side of the Hudson. [...]

[...] I was laying straight in bed, arms at my sides. [...]

[...] It was addressed on both sides, and cost 43 cents, I believe, to mail.

The other girl (Mary—age 15) I see figuratively, now “figuratively” standing by your husband’s side; not as much like you as Ruth.

[...] But consider the other side of the coin. [...]

[...] However, the danger is stronger on your side.

[...] The night was very cold; a bitter wind struck at the house again and again, rattling the blinds in the heavy metal awnings on the western side of the living room where we sat.)

[...] I stand in the side yard of the house my parents rented in Mansfield, a small college town in northeastern Pennsylvania. [...]

[...] She was tired of the constant battle, never realizing that much of the war was one-sided and unwarranted. [...]

[...] The body is exerted to use its immune system to the utmost, and sometimes, according to the inoculation, overextended [under such] conditions.⁴ Those individuals who have psychologically decided upon death will die in any case, of that disease or another, or of the side effects of the inoculation.

[...] Then with great surprise I saw that on top of the near end of the building there sat an old, flat-sided, two-story house with steep roofs, weathered a drab gray and with all of its windows shuttered. [...]

[...] All other psychological evidences that are ambiguous, or not clearly understood by either side, group together under their own psychological banners. [...]

Once in a while, Jane will sing to herself as she sits at her table in her writing room and looks east through the sliding glass doors at the side street rising into the woods to the north. [...]

[...] Things — planets, stars, nebulae — come into being in this physical [camouflage] universe of yours, according to your latest theories, and this universe expands — pushed so that its sides bulge, so to speak the outer galaxies literally bursting into nowhere. [...]