Agenda de l’action Supramentale sur la Terre. Starts the terrible years.The change is DONE: a new mode of being of the cellular consciousness has appeared on earth. The future awaits - will the 'old' yield?
The beginning of the terrible years.... There was the feeling that Mother had found the secret of the change, conquered all she could from her own body, and that she was now sitting there, surrounded by the pack, just putting up with each and every resistance of the old species. "The change is DONE. Everything is tooth and nail, ferociously after me, but it's over." A new mode of being of the cellular consciousness had appeared on earth, as one day, in inert matter, there appeared a new mode of being called life - but this time it is "overlife": "The impression there is a way of being of the cells that would be the beginning of a new body; only, when that comes, the body itself feels it is dying." What would be the feeling of the first corpuscle to experience life? "The body feels it has reached the point of.... unknown. A very, very strange sensation. A sort of new vibration. It's so new that.... I can't speak of anguish, but it's.... the unknown. A mystery of the unknown." And there, what we call death is like the other side of the bowl for the former fish, and yet it is not "another world": "They are surprisingly one within the other! There is something there.... Is it possible? For overlife is both life and death together." And then, this cry of the breakthrough: "What appears to us as 'the laws of nature' is nonsense!...." Another world ON EARTH in which the old mortal laws of our bowl break down.... into something else? "I have just had a fantastic vision of the cradle of a future.... which is not very far. It's like a formidable mass suspended above the earth." But will the old pack let her go through to the end?
(Mère a l’air fatiguée. Son visage est encore gonflé.)
Des moments difficiles...
(longue contemplation pendant toute la durée de l’entrevue)
Tu n'as rien à demander?... (À Sujata:) Et toi?
Tu sais, douce Mère, c'est très curieux, trois nuits de suite, j'ai rêvé de toi et de nourriture.
Tu me nourrissais?
Je te nourrissais, ou bien je cherchais de la nourriture ou bien je préparais.
Tu me nourrissais comment?... Tu me donnais des choses à manger? Ou tu me nourrissais comme un bébé!
Non, la première fois, tu étais allongée et tu avais soif, il y avait beaucoup de monde et personne ne faisait rien...
(Mère hoche la tête)
Et j'ai dit à quelqu'un d'aller chercher du jus de grenade... 1
(Mère sourit et replonge)
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