It's neither life nor death.. BOTH are being changed.. into something still unknown.. dangerous and wonderful. On Nov 17, 1973, she left her body - why?
"Before dying falsehood rises in full swing. Still people understand only the lesson of catastrophe. Will it have to come before they open their eyes?" This is the year of Watergate, of Nixon's first trip to China, the assassination of the Israeli athletes in Munich, the first oil embargo. This is Mother's last lap. A lap strewn with heartrending little cries and stunning visions. The end of one world, the beginning of another.... whether we want it or not. "Sometimes, it is so new and unexpected, it's almost painful." And I would ask her, "But is it a state outside matter?" "I don't go outside of physical life, but.... it looks different. But it is strange. And it is PHYSICAL, that is the extraordinary thing! As if the physical had split in two.... A new state in matter. And it is ruled by something that is not the sun, I don't know what it is.... I am touching another world. Another way of being.... dangerous but wonderful." How I listened to her little breath as she gasped for air, a breath that seemed to come from another side of the world: "There is no difference between life and death. It's neither life nor death, it is.... something. It is not the disappearance of death you understand: BOTH are being changed.... into something still unknown, which seems at once extremely dangerous and absolutely wonderful." And what if "death" were merely the other, MATERIAL side of our human bowl, the sunlit shore for a species to come? A new condition on both sides of the world, in which life and death change into.... something else? "I am treading a very thin and narrow line...." And then this cry, this entreaty: "Let me do the work!" On November 17, 1973, she passed away - why?
Good morning!... Do you eat caviar?
Caviar!
It is a very good food....
I'm sure!
I used to eat it, but now I can't.... Not so long ago I used to eat it, but it made my eyes swell.1 So I've stopped.
How long since you last ate caviar?
Oh, at least... thirty years!
(Mother laughs) Try some, and see what you think.
Right, I will see!
(silence)
I brought you a flower from the garden: "Surrender of Falsehood."2
Oh!...
(Mother immediately takes the flower and puts it on her forehead, where she holds it a long time, silently)
I take it in the largest and most profound sense....
Nothing to ask?
No—may falsehood disappear.
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Look.... As I understand it, when Falsehood is gone (even in a single person—when not a vestige remains...), there must be Light, Peace... (Mother stretches her arms out)... Vastness... perfect understanding... the TRUE vision of our world and things, and union, a conscious union with the divine Consciousness.
(Mother plunges in)
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