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Page 49<\/font><\/p>\n How did the 21st go?<\/i><\/p>\n I should ask you! (laughter) <\/i>What about you, what do you say, how was the 21st?<\/p>\n Well, personally I always feel the power so tremendously, you know.<\/i><\/p>\n Oh, indeed, tremendous!… It … it comes like this (massive gesture).<\/i> It seems generally that people were very happy, so that’s all that’s needed. What do you (to Sujata) <\/i>say? (Sujata looks at Mother with a lost look, You see, it’s like following the story of someone else with an interest which … not even with great interest, not even curiosity…. I can’t say there’s a sense of duty, I don’t know what it is — it’s a need and that’s all. The body has once and for all taken the attitude of not thinking of itself because … it would be deeply disgusted. But I must say there are days when I hear very well, days when I see very clearly, days when I hear nothing, days when I see nothing. So … it’s like this (gesture of fluctuation).<\/i> It’s decentralized (I don’t know how to say it), completely decentralized. So, if I look — if I LOOKED — with the old consciousness, it would be rather … rather unpleasant, you can say, but the old consciousness: gone. It’s something … something that isn’t an individual consciousness, but it is not just a collective consciousness either: there’s “something” up there — THAT, up there — which sees, knows, decides…. That, up there, is quite all right, it hasn’t moved — it hasn’t moved. But this…. (Mother points to her body)<\/i> There was some apprehension for the 21st about going out on the balcony, [[Mother walked out on the balcony without help, after having practiced every day. ]] the feeling that it would be very difficult — it wasn’t very difficult, it was neutral, neither easy nor difficult…. The values are not the same. That’s all. Oh, I would rather hear your chapter. Page 50<\/font><\/p>\n Here is my pension, Mother.<\/i><\/p>\n You don’t need anything?<\/p>\n No, no, Mother! You give me everything I need.<\/i><\/p>\n Really?… (To Sujata:) <\/i>Tell me if it’s true that he doesn’t need anything.<\/p>\n No, Mother, he doesn’t need anything!<\/i><\/p>\n (Reading of the end of Supermanhood, <\/b><\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" February 24, 1971 (Satprem gives a white rose to Mother.) Oh, how beautiful! Page 49 How did the 21st go? I should ask you! (laughter)…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[149],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6729","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-12-volume-12","wpcat-149-id"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6729","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6729"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6729\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6729"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6729"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6729"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
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Chapter 16, “The Season of Truth.”)<\/i>
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