“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Jane reported that when Seth gave the material on onchocerciasis she “really felt that the people’s skins were trying to turn into some sort of leathery protection. [...]

[...] They bask in a sort of universal steam bath that drives all impurities of individuality or creativity from their souls, leaving them immersed, supposedly forever, in a bliss beyond description; in which, indeed, their own experience disappears.

[...] The same sort of thing frequently occurs when you experience extraordinary flashes of inspiration, or perceive other unofficial data. [...]

Some personalities are prone to this sort of activity. [...]

This sort of expansion and contraction has nothing to do with addition or subtraction, multiplication or division; but it is an inherent quality of all units.

[...] When she asked me if I could sort out Seth’s book material from his personal stuff, I said it was easy — that I wasn’t concerned at all.

[...] There is a sort of similarity here, then, beside the ordinary synchronicity: for if we didn’t get to see the Lords at all, I didn’t get to talk to Curt much beyond saying hello and shaking hands. [...]

This is the first time literally that we’ve tried for any physical effects since I’ve steered clear of that sort of thing. [...]

[...] When you do this sort of thing, one for the other, your love is added, gives extra force; and the love between you is relatively uncluttered, and can be directed well in this fashion.

In many philosophies this sort of idea is retained — the soul being returned to a primal giver, or being dissolved in a nebulous state somewhere between being and nonbeing. [...]

[...] Not that the dreams presaged Friday night’s event per se, but pointed toward some sort of event like it taking place. [...]

[...] From behind Rob, standing, she lightly soothes his forehead, then quickly is in his lap, facing him, sort of melting in with him; then they express their love.... [...]

The same sort of situation develops if the male type of characteristic is repeatedly denied fulfillment or manifestation. I wanted to clear this up immediately, as the same sort of misunderstanding has occurred concerning Loren in the past.

(By 8:50 Jane said, “I sort of feel Seth around, but I don’t know what he’s going to talk about.” [...]

This sort of experience will always be shielded from the outer ego of necessity. [...]

(“I also got that he’s going to say that in ordinary terms we don’t have access to all the information we’ve got at one time because consciously it would be so hard to sort through it — but that we really are conscious of it, and for working purposes we just pretend that we aren’t. He’s said that before — that the so-called unconscious portions of ourselves are in themselves quite conscious.”

[...] I said hello in a sort of surprised voice. [...]

[...] I even thought that perhaps I was having some sort of physical attack, though I felt no pain.

Also, after supper, it developed that Miss Cunningham, the retired school teacher in the front apartment, suffered an attack of some sort and was in urgent need of help. [...]

Invitation of sorts, or implied. [...]

(“Invitation of sorts, or implied.” [...]

[...] He may pick up the portions of the thought which are similar to the main thought, in which case some scientific proof of sorts can be achieved.

[...] Any material proof of this sort is extremely difficult, since oftentimes you pick up a generalized picture of coming events, so to speak, and the words that you use are so literal that they cannot convey the whole picture sufficiently enough so that validity can be proven, in your terms. [...]

[...] Now you address this I automatically and identify it in with your own mind as a sort of supraconsciousness. [...]