“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] They knew precisely how much you would work for, and to what ends you would work. [...] More money simply would have made the temptation stronger. [...]

[...] In the past she would have been quite able to face and handle everyone’s honesty, and honesty would have been far kinder. [...]

[...] (Humorously.) But there are some interchanges that I would like you to become aware of, that can be done in practice. Then I would like to explain them to you. [...]

[...] I haven’t discussed it with Jane, though, just considering it a technical problem involved in the art, as I would suppose she would work at writing a paragraph, etc.

I mean that the distance would not exist spatially, but the distance would exist. Action within the electrical system, then, would involve this same sort of distance without space; the road would then be an imaginary road of intensity.

[...] The falling into would itself involve action. The action as it happened, then, falling through the intensity, would be falling into what I mean by distance. [...] This involves distance in essence, although within your physical universe the particular road does not exist, so that spatially no distance would exist.

[...] Occasionally her delivery slowed down, but seemingly in compensation it would then speed up. [...]

[...] But in this electrical system a travel through time would merely involve a journey through intensities. [...]

Timothy Mossman was subconsciously aware that he would meet me when he read Ruburt’s manuscript. [...] Had he simply rejected the manuscript and not written the letter that he did, the meeting would not have taken place; and he knew this also.

[...] One of these involved Callista knowing that her marriage to Buff would be short, and his death. As Jane offered Callista reassurances on the phone, she got the impression that Callista would remarry.

The accident involving Tam’s Eve would take place, if it does, on a day with a five in it. [...] It would be a minor accident, but in the Bill Macdonnel accident someone, not Bill, was severely injured.

[...] I would say the woman would be over 35, or give the appearance of being so. [...]

[...] This would take into account our physical time system, etc. We thought the question would have many ramifications. [...]

[...] Therefore if that need is strong I would of course be here, even as you would not disregard the need of a friend. [...]

[...] (Pause.) It would be relatively (underlined)but certainly practically impossible, for me to make my full reality clear to you, now, in our sessions, for your understanding would not contain it.

You blamed yourself for financial reasons, though consciously this would be the last thing to come to your mind. [...] But subconsciously you wondered what social environment your child would really (underlined) encounter, and whether or not you deprived him of the social and economic benefits that you have convinced yourself, consciously, you do not need.

[...] Within some systems the same automobile would appear to be no more than a shadow. Within some systems the automobile would not be perceived at all, unless it were in motion. In other systems it would not be perceived at all, unless it were not in motion.

[...] This involves quite a complicated point, and implies a complicated position; for true reality would not be completely either the reality of an automobile, say, as it appears within the physical system, or as it appears within the electrical system. It would not be that which appears identical to the two systems, but it would be indeed the sum of the realities of all systems, as applied to our weary automobile.

[...] We have been aware of its relation to sound, since we soon learned while in the state that any sound, be it of running water somewhere in the house, or a robin’s call, would momentarily impart an upsurge to the sensation within the body. Thus sound, even though detected by ear, would act also as a stimulus to the body’s detection of the same sound via feeling.

[...] Electrically it has an identity, and would be perceived as an entirely different phenomena from within an electrical system, where there would be no perceptors of physical data.

[...] Which raised some intriguing questions about the sense of responsibility she would still feel—indulging that very quality we’re supposed to be so on the lookout for. On the other hand, given our present work orientations the sessions would have to happen sometime during the week—at least twice—and it didn’t seem reasonable to think that Jane would have every one of those on the spontaneous spur of the moment. Somehow, somewhere along the line, some sort of responsible decision to have them would be made....

[...] Simply, I thought it would be a good idea if Seth would tell us about what good things we’ve managed to accomplish through the years as far as Jane’s symptoms go. It would be nice to know what hassles we’ve surmounted, that no longer apply. This would seem to imply that others had come along, or been developed by us, to take their place—at least something had been created to take their place. [...]

(Long pause.) Beside this, he felt that such a performance would alter the direction his work would take in ways that would be detrimental overall, for the broadening quality of that kind of discourse could only be as extensive in scope as the quality of his audience’s understanding, so that the material might become too tailored to public need or consumption—tied up in answering conventional questions—an excellent point, by the way. [...]

[...] Earlier today she’d said she would have one tomorrow night instead. [...]

[...] He would do what he would do anyway, protecting himself as he thought fit. [...] Since so much of Ruburt’s life was involved with yours, it felt that Ruburt must now toe the mark with you also—at least topside —so that he must not express any contrary opinions, or that you would abandon him also, in which case he would be utterly alone.

[...] At times, again, inroads would be made. I have probably mentioned before that in college Ruburt would cross the street often rather than meet a group of students. [...] The Gallery of Silence affair was simply another episode, in which fears were poohpoohed, but he was afraid that those people would come here, and he felt threatened.

He refused several marriage proposals, having determined he would not toe the mark at all in a conventional marriage. He tried a relationship with Walt, but his high spirits and abilities would not stand for that kind of repression. [...]

[...] Several times lately she’s remarked that she’s “desperate,” so when she did so again in bed recently I told her that from the next day on we would put her needs first, regardless of all else. [...]

The entity in this case would be compared to the mind. The brain would be more or less what it is, that is, the brain of the present personality existing on a camouflaged plane. As the brain gives orders and communicates messages to the various parts of the physical body, so would the mind or entity do in like manner. The mind would contain all data having to do with past existences and intertwining purposes, problems and relationships, but it would only give such data to the brain as was necessary for its present existence.

After this point was passed, and all inner warnings went unheeded, then to one or another, little by little, or perhaps in flashes, clear pictures from the past would rush to the personality who was no longer strong enough to hold them back. Almost instantly the present ego of the personality concerned would set up countermeasures against what it would consider an invasion. The past’s inner data would be turned into delusions, fantasies and so forth.

[...] John thanked us but said it would be too late and that he would see us next time. [...] Both Jane and I were glad to see John, and later we discovered that both had the impulse to ask him to stay, but did not for fear the other would rather not. And of course Jane and I were wondering what effect, if any, the interruption would have on her ability to continue the session. [...]

If your mother or father found continued life together completely unbearable, which incidentally they do not, then in all likelihood one of their entities would suggest through the inner senses that the relationship be discontinued. If the advice was not heeded, and as the situation grew worse, a danger point would arise beyond which the personalities could not safely continue their association.

[...] You would not accept him as he was unless he was perfect. You would not accept him with the symptoms as an imperfect being, and love him anyway. He felt that unless he became physically perfect again (underlined) you would not love him again in that way he wanted.

Ruburt would not allow that to happen any more, for both of your sakes. He would not hurt himself either beyond a certain point. [...] Beyond all this he also knew he had to consider the separate apartments while knowing they would not be necessary. [...]

He felt—this is an answer to another question—that there was a veiled threat involved in my remark that I would not be dispensed with. [...] He would always cope—and in the main creatively, if unconventionally or bizarrely.

This would have frightened you enough so that you would have come to him freely, or in his eyes not cared enough to. [...]

[...] He would (pause), had I not emerged, written books of his own in any case. He would have encountered no unusual obstacles as far as his public stance was concerned, in that he would have felt the rather characteristic dilemma of some creative writers, who must assimilate the private and public portions of their experiences. He would have had no unusual difficulty, however, in say, standing up for his own ideas—holding his own, so to speak, in any arguments or philosophies. [...]

If Ruburt wants to disagree with the world’s knowledge, he feels that it is his right—and again, would defend such ideas forthrightly. They would be based upon experiences that are his own—many that you have shared as a result of your own personal experiences together. [...] My self-evident knowledge comes even if I were no more, again, than a part of his larger psyche, from reaches that would be inaccessible in those terms to him (all emphatically). That is, in those terms I would be delivering self-evident knowledge to him, revealing it (long pause), delivering it. [...]

[...] In them Seth briefly explained how Jane had created her symptoms as protection against the spontaneous self going too far: this fear was the real reason for the symptoms—not, as we usually thought, her fear that she would do other things besides work if she had normal mobility. [...] To Jane, going too far means that she would find herself in an unsafe position in the world. [...] Again, without checking, I think that an examination of our records would show that her symptoms flared up, indeed worsened, as she worked on each Seth book, and that behind her labors on each book there lay this fear that she was going too far with each one she produced. [...]

[...] That is, we can work on it if we want to, but with no thought of deadlines or signing a contract, which would commit Jane to additional public exposure. [...] I told her I was sure I was on the right track here, without knowing positively that I was, and without having pat answers that would solve all of our hassles.

[...] Ruburt does not feel that you are amiss because you are not “making money on your own,” but he feels deeply your own discontent in that area, and he feels bewildered—for years ago you said so often that it would be great if you could just paint or write without worrying about money. [...] He would do anything that you wanted. You would do far better, however, to think of painting rather than a simple job, which would certainly seem like cutting off your nose to spite your face. [...]

[...] This would involve holding the sessions, but letting Jane herself do any work about producing books for the market. I would go back to painting, try to sell some, and possibly end up with a part-time job for ready money—anything to break the vicious mental pattern of distrust I seem to keep creating. I believe that Jane at last understands that I’m quite capable of reacting that way, that I would refuse to indefinitely put up with our present kind of hassles with Prentice-Hall, or any other entity. [...]

I would actually of course never tell you to get a job or not—nor would I be perturbed at any decisions you might make. Personally, however, if I might be so bold, I would think that any such time might better be put to use in painting, if I were a painter. [...]

It would be nice if you learned to appreciate your own abilities both as an artist and as a writer (louder). It would be nice if you learned to appreciate your comparative financial freedom, instead of arguing with yourself as to whether or not you deserve it, or whether or not you are a good male if you accept it. [...]

Since our imagined experience would depend upon all of the inner senses working together in a complex, near-perfect manner, that I doubt you could achieve at this stage. This experiencing of past, present and future would seem to be unwilled, almost automatic. If you were to have it or one like it, it would seem as if a door suddenly for no reason opened and then just as abruptly closed. This would not be the case however.

This sensing would have been done by the third inner sense, in conjunction of course with other senses, and this perception of past, present and future would not take any clock time, at least not theoretically. [...]

[...] Otherwise you would falter. As a rule, even though the whole self is capable of organizing the data from all of the inner senses, the subconscious can rarely receive such communications full blast; and the outer ego, concerned as it is with camouflage pattern, and really born to deal with camouflage pattern, simply could not stand the shock of realization that a complete set of inner senses would bring.

Had you experienced the pain of the tree as directly and as immediately as you would sense another person’s pain through the ordinary senses you could not have stood it. It would be like the tearing away of your own limbs. [...]

[...] He would not want to die by land. He chose to leave when he did when you would miss him most and question most. For the question would lead you to find the answers. [...]

[...] He came back to tell you there was no death—you would not listen, hear or believe. [...]

[...] [Teach you love—he would not die?]

Had the boy continued, there would have been complications. [...]

[...] They would still of course be invisible. But if you could view them each individual unit would have its poles lined up in the same manner. It would look like one single unit—say it is of circular form—so it would appear like a small globe, with the poles lined up as in your earth.

Without an understanding of these rhythms the activity of the units would appear haphazard, chaotic, and there would seem to be nothing to hold the units together. [...] (Gestures.) The “nucleus,” in quotes—now using a cell analogy—if these units were cells, which they are not, then it would be as if the nucleus were constantly changing position, flying off in all directions, dragging the rest of the cell along with it. [...]

If this large unit were then attracted to another larger unit, circular, with the poles running east and west in your terms, then the first unit would change its own, and all of the units within it would do the same. [...]

(Sometime after 9 PM Jane and I sat to see if Seth would come through. [...]

Now: it may seem to most people that an exuberant, always-vital, energetic, healthy body would indeed be one of the greatest gifts of all—a body that never worried or showed signs of any disorder, a body that went ahead on its own, so to speak, propelled by feelings of strength and vigor. [...] Yet I tell you that in such a body you would finally feel like a prisoner, for your moods and reflections, your feelings and your thoughts, would find no responsive mirror in your flesh. [...]

Ruburt is not going to be satisfied with such a state, however, nor would you, for in your society it does not work that way. [...] One tooth is in the back and probably would not bother him, since no one can see it anyhow. The other would be noticeable. [...]

You would wear a constant smile, and your blooming cheeks would often deny the heart’s hard-earned knowledge.

[...] You needed to let down, and you would not do it. [...] You worried about time and your painting and “Unknown” Reality, and you would not relax. [...]

Now, to make you feel better: had you bought the house, you would have been exactly as well off now as you are, no more and no less. Ruburt’s book would still have been written. He would not have had to stay at the gallery but two months longer.

[...] Such a procedure would have satisfied a strong demand of your nature, but it would not have isolated you to an unhealthy degree, since it was close by.

[...] Nevertheless any reasonable plot of land would have satisfied this to a reasonable and realistic degree. You cannot afford to satisfy it at this point to a large degree, and in any case your desire for land would have to be completely allowed to dominate all other considerations, to be completely satisfied.

[...] The symptoms would vary at times. You also felt that in order to satisfy envy, you would have to change yourself from your direct course to a crooked course. [...]

At one time she was in a subordinate position to you, Joseph, and without knowing why she would have been very domineering if you were a tenant. [...] As friends a relationship would be excellent, as she would benefit very much, and you would both benefit by the help that you would be able to give her.

Give the spider an ego and an intellect and you will see then how the picture would change. These would enable him to enlarge upon his scope of awareness and activity, but at the same time impediments would be placed so that the web construction would no longer appear either as direct as far as its source is concerned, nor as spontaneous.

[...] If you intend to stay where you are for any amount of time, then you would do well to get the most out of your establishment, and the enlargement being contemplated would be very beneficial.

Incidentally it is possible that you and Ruburt and his friend at the art gallery and her husband may become good friends, but it would have been extremely inadvisable for you to have moved into her apartment. [...] As tenants you would have been extremely dissatisfied with her.

[...] If only stereotyped ideas of female-male relationships operated, however, there would be no bond or stimulus great enough to forge one family to another. The antagonism between males would be too great. Competition between females would be too severe. Wars would wipe out struggling tribes before any traditions were formed.

[...] Your beliefs lead you to suppose that a natural bisexuality would result in the death of the family, the destruction of morals, rampant sexual crimes, and the loss of sexual identity. I would say, however, that my last sentence adequately describes your present situation (with dry humor). The acceptance of the species’ natural bisexuality would ultimately help solve not only those problems but many others, including the large instances of violence, and acts of murder. [...]

[...] If the “battle of the sexes” were as prevalent as supposed, and as natural and ferocious, then there literally would be no cooperation between males and females for any purpose. There would be none between men or between women either, for they would be in a constant state of battle against each other.

(Before tonight’s session, she and I discussed the importance of Seth’s material on human sexuality and hoped he would expand it.)

He was looking for someone like the young boy, someone whose actions would result in his death, but in a death without malice, a death that would in its way serve an important purpose. [...] He would not have taken anyone with him. [...]

[...] It would be most interesting, I told Jane, if eventually we could manage to check out some of Seth’s material on the surviving members of the family discussed this evening—after the wounds had healed, and provided any of them would be willing to talk about what had happened. Personally, I’d not try it for fear of prying, nor do I think Jane would.

The “victim car”—or rather its inhabitants, and the driver of the “killer car” had alike reached out into probabilities, seeking circumstances that would in fact occur. The children were not to be killed, for example, and in some near encounters in the past, their deaths would have been involved.

[...] It would be for the author to conduct a survey of the surviving members of families involved in such accidents, to study the after-effects, see what changes the tragedy had brought about in their lives, their habits, ways of thinking and looking at life—in short, the detailed study of each family case history would comprise an intimate, in-depth probing of all the complicated effects that had resulted from that single tragic event.

I cannot afford to give you any predictions at this time for fear that you would unconsciously distort them, and then it would seem that I was to blame.

[...] That is, you would perhaps think that a statue would be extremely lifelike because it exists in space and depth, having width and girth. [...]

[...] Oftentimes they remind me of other things I would like to say.

[...] See how prim that last sentence would sound if it were merely written down without the lively, slightly sardonic inflection which I manage to give to Ruburt’s voice?