“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] The probabilities are still surging, of course, and in private and mass dreams people try out all kinds of endings for that particular story.

[...] Or you will see an item of that nature in the newspaper, or you will hear a story, told directly or indirectly about the same kind of dilemma. [...]

Guest houses that have bedrooms two stories up, how he can get downstairs, that sort of thing—but he has not expressed them. [...]

[...] In some strange fashion followers believe such stories to be true because they are not true. [...]

[...] The written news story is actually composed of a group of symbols. [...]

Some of your dreams are like newspaper stories, informing you of events that have happened in other portions of the psyche. [...]

[...] The suicide story bothered him simply because it reminded him of Will (Ives), who had attended classes, and of a friend of Venice’s, who committed suicide many years ago, although a session was held for her.

The story in the paper rearoused those old conflicts. [...]

[...] Back in 1964, a national magazine accepted my short story, “Big Freeze.” [...] Then, on October 21, 1965, Rob dreamed that my story, “Big Freeze,” had already been published. [...]

[...] Tam asked me if I would consent to having a well-known psychic writer tell my story for me because of the built-in publicity his name would lend. [...]

That day, in the art department where Rob works mornings, a co-worker told Rob that he had just read my story and liked it. [...]

[Ray] Bradbury’s stories, for example, are actually tales of a religious moralist. [...]

(Long pause at 9:13.) The use of the Frankenstein monster and so forth in television dramas, and the merging of strong destructive tendencies intermixed with the psychic abilities in current psychic horror stories, shows again the potent mixture of religion’s Sinful Self and science’s flawed self. [...]

[...] (Seth rattled these dates off rapidly.) A circular formation (gesture) surrounded by flowers I believe, with closely-crowded, old, at least second-story structures to the left side of the street, or close to the street and nearly identical in rows.

(The closest Jane could come on the hill details, then, is that it was a longer and gradual incline rather than a short upright climb; and that it raised up perhaps the height of a one-story building in the course of its climb. [...]

[...] When he wrote short stories, for example, he was forced to search for a publisher for each one—a magazine. [...] He sold most of his stories to Fantasy & Science Fiction Magazine when Boucher was the editor. [...]

[...] The stories by Peg Gallagher dealt with the origin of the Seth material, Seth himself, and quotes from various sessions as well as the way the material is gathered, etc. [...]

There are simple stories that can be told, symbolically true enough, but they do not begin to explain the reality, and so I do not use them. [...]

[...] They were held in veneration, and they cast their knowledge into songs and stories that were memorized throughout the years. [...]

Second: “The Bible is a conglomeration of parables and stories, intermixed with some unclear memories of much earlier times. [...]

[...] All of this is a very old story. [...] Many deaths must be directly attributable to these kinds of mechanisms operating, and I would imagine that psychologically it’s an old story.)

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[...] I could see well enough to write without turning on lights; the test revealed that Jane was concerned with some associations connected with books, publishers, stories and New York City, but did nothing as far as enabling her to “accomplish” something this evening, at least quickly.

[...] The feelings I was getting went even further, that religion or science or whatever weren’t attempts to discover truth—but to escape from doing so, to substitute some satisfying tale or story instead. And I suppose that if someone persisted long enough, he or she would find the holes in the stories … and undo the whole works. The idea of the stories was to save each man from having to encounter reality in such a frightening fashion…. The characters in the stories did this for him in their own fashion, and if you kept [searching] … you threatened the fine framework of organization that alone made life possible….”

“They were these: that the entire world with its organization was kept together by certain stories, like those of the Roman Catholic Church; that it was dangerous beyond all knowing to look through the stories or examine them for the truth, and that all kinds of taboos existed to keep us from doing this, since … on the other side, so to speak, there was an incomprehensible frightening chaotic dimension, malevolent; powers beyond our imagining; and that to question the stories was to threaten not just personal survival but the fabric of reality as we know it. [...]

[...] Very early after we went to bed I realized I was in the middle of a nightmarish experience, one terribly vivid emotionally yet with no real story line. [...] Anyway, the point is that the story … and there I lose it; I don’t get the connections. [...]

[...] She finds some of the story’s concepts to be quite intriguing.

Section 6 also contains the story of how Jane and I searched for the “hill house” we bought and moved into before the last section of “Unknown” Reality was finished. [...]

Ruburt is correct: he could be a hero of a short story, and so he appears to himself. [...]

[...] You form the story of your life. [...]

[...] Her material, however, wasn’t influenced by the news story, for just about a year ago Seth-Jane delivered a session for Personal Reality on the mixing of animal and man: the 648th for March 14, 1973, in Chapter 12. [...]

[...] He wants to talk to her later this week in connection with a cover story he is to write about Richard Bach. [...]

(Continuing the story of narcotics in Elmira as predicted by Seth in the 63rd session, June 17, 1964, there was published in the Elmira paper for Saturday, Aug. 29, the story of the arrest of an addict connected with the theft of a doctor’s bag and prescription blanks at an Elmira hospital parking lot. [...]

[...] Now it is not a fine story, though you can appreciate it as a story, and if you want to think of it as a fantasy, even that will enrich your mind, but it is not fiction. [...]