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Volume 5 — 1964


This Agenda... is my gift to those who love me

The Mother's Agenda Volume 5 — 1964

«The only hope for the future is a change of man’s consciousness. It is left to men to decide if they will collaborate to this change or if it will have to be enforced upon them by the power of crushing circumstances». As the new force gradually infiltrates Mother’s body, it is the earth one wonders about. How is earth going to digest «this vibration as intense as a superior kind of fire»? «I see very few bodies around me capable of bearing it… So what’s going to happen?».

It is the year of the first Chinese atomic bomb. Mother is 86. «A tiny, infinitesimal, stippled infiltration — the miracle of the earth!». A catastrophic miracle? Isn’t the butterfly some sort of catastrophe to the caterpillar? «Death is no solution, so we are here seeking another solution — there must be another solution». Imperturbably, Mother descends deeper into the cellular consciousness, and deeper still: «A kind of certainty, deep in matter, that the solution lies there… It is at the atomic level that a change must take place; the question concerns the state of infinitesimal vibrations in matter». Time veers into something else: «Perhaps it is into the past that I go, perhaps the future, perhaps the present?»… And even the laws of matter change: «As soon as you reach the domain of the cells, that sort of heaviness of matter disappears. It becomes fluid and vibrant again. Which would tend to show that heaviness, thickness, inertia have been added on — it’s false matter, the one we think or feel, but not matter as it really is».

So what, then, would true matter be, the matter of the next species? «I am at the threshold of a new perception of life, as if certain parts of my consciousness were changing from the caterpillar state to the butterfly state». And the earth groans and protests… at what? «The whole youth seems to be seized by a strange vertigo»… Are we going to move on to a next species, or not?