September 20, 1972
(Satprem’s eyes are still in poor condition.)
So, what about your eyes?
And you, how are you?
Me … the consciousness is progressing.
(Satprem rests his head on Mother’s knees.
She puts her left hand over his right eye.)
If you could stop everything for ten days … don’t use your eyes to read or write – not look at anything, just use your eyes to see what’s indispensable, to eat or move about. I don’t know, there’s a kind of automatic vision that isn’t tiring. It’s when you "look" at something that it tires you. I wish you had ten whole days of that automatic vision.
You are now my eyes for the work, you understand, so you must keep them in good condition. Myself, I see everything … through a sort of veil. But I’ve gained a new perception for it. I don’t see in quite the same way; it’s as if I saw more inside, I don’t know how to explain it. That’s increasing. Growing. But it takes long, so long….
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