Chapter 8November 26, 1969

it’s a non-creative force that acts. Why? I don’t know.

But what this book tried to say, to show, is in fact the transition beyond that.

Yes, but... Perhaps people aren’t ready? Now, I didn’t read it in full, so I can’t know. You only read me a few passages. But it’s not so much the words, you understand, it was the vision.

But since I read you those passages, I rewrote it. I wrote the book again after I read it to you.

You didn’t show it to me, that’s it. But when F took it up, I for one felt it was going to succeed.213

Ah, then we just have to wait.

(long silence)

Don’t you feel in you the soul of a prophet?

I feel in me the soul I’m given!

(Mother laughs) I’d like a beautiful prophetic book.

It’s there somewhere: what’s going to take place here is ALREADY there somewhere. It’s not in a region where one “sees,” it’s... (gesture showing the world of consciousness).

My impression is that you can write it.

(Satprem opens his hands)

We’ll see.

I’ll try to put myself in the atmosphere.

Yes – no! I’ve just seen: it’s all right! (Mother laughs)

213It will take another four years, then for some fifteen years this unfortunate Sannyasin will fall victim to an unscrupulous