With your permission, I would now like to speak about the universe of Tomekichi Taike, as I personally feel it in my heart.
Of course, I cannot claim to comprehend the entirety of it. However, I am confident in saying that I truly feel the universe of Tomekichi Taike—namely, the Mother Universe—within my heart.
To speak about his universe, one must begin by examining the universe one has cultivated within oneself—that is, one's energy.
Let me touch briefly on what we refer to as the "releasing of darkness" that occurred during past seminars.
As I wrote in Chapter 1, Section 1, "The Heart of the Mother and the Universe," I once challenged the universe of Tomekichi Taike head-on.
Through the seminars, I came to understand that this was the nature of the world of consciousness I had carried until now.
Looking back twelve or thirteen years, I confirmed very clearly that the universe within me reacted violently against the world of consciousness expanding through the physical being of Tomekichi Taike.
I also came to understand that I had received a physical body in this lifetime to confirm this inner resistance and to transform my universe.
Indeed, that was because a strong will to return to the Mother Universe—my true home—was alive within me.
And yet, it was not easy for me to accept that the vibrations emanating from Tomekichi Taike were what I had been yearning for.
Though I longed deeply to return to the Mother Universe, acknowledging his universe was no simple task for me.
That was because I harbored a sense of superiority, a belief that I had ruled over all.
To accept his universe felt tantamount to admitting defeat. I had long existed in a world of consciousness that believed the universe belonged to those who fought relentlessly and claimed victory through power.
In the past, I lived in worlds where "an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth" ruled, where might made right—where power was everything.
With such consciousness as my foundation, I was born to my mother in this lifetime.
And as planned, I encountered Tomekichi Taike, meeting him in the optimal setting of a seminar hall.
Deep within, my consciousness was likely filled with joy and anticipation. However, encased in physical form, I was often frustrated by the heaviness of the body.
The thoughts within me could not easily pierce the shell of flesh to express themselves clearly. At times, I despaired at the thickness of this shell, but eventually, I came to think, "No, this is different. I am preparing thoroughly."
The body may not have known, but my inner being surely understood that receiving the erupting magma of energy from within would require proper preparation. And time was granted to make that preparation.
Eventually, at a certain point, the energy within me began to erupt toward Tomekichi Taike, one burst after another.
Once released, that energy surged forward relentlessly, as if it knew no bounds.
Even if Tomekichi Taike could overturn me with a mere flick of a finger, I met him without flinching, with the fierce determination of "I won't back down," driving my blade of battle into him.
I was later told by my mother that, during one seminar, I had shouted at her as she lay overturned by Taike's finger and couldn't rise.
"What are you doing? How pathetic. Why can't you move?"
"Go at him!"
I threw harsh words at my mother for what I saw as her disgraceful state.
Through these experiences of "darkness release" in the seminars, I began to understand the world I had fostered.
At the same time, I gradually came to understand the consciousness of Tomekichi Taike with my heart.
At first, I believed he too would respond with the energy of battle—I was convinced of it. But he didn't.
Even when I sharpened my claws, bared my fangs, fixed my gaze on him, and hurled every curse I could, he remained unfazed.
It was frustrating beyond belief.
"Why? How can this world exist?"
"Why won't he fight back? Why is he so calm?"
"Why... why... why..."
Many times I felt my power drained in his presence—as though I were being absorbed into something far greater. One could even say I felt enveloped.
I found it strange. Despite confronting him with raw hostility, he never retaliated.
Instead, what I received in return were thoughts like:
"I've been waiting for you. I've waited so long."
"No matter how much you come at me, I love you."
Such sentiments were simply unbelievable to me.
I spat out the vilest insults I could muster, shouting:
"You bastard, I'll rip off your mask. I hate you! I'll kill you! Die and rot!"
These thoughts surged from my heart. My eyes must have burned with fury.
And yet, Tomekichi Taike stood silent. And from the depths of that stillness flowed the essence of the Mother's love.
I was at a loss.
The world that emanated from his silent figure reverberated deep within my consciousness again and again.
That vibration broke through the thick shell of flesh and vastly expanded the non-physical world within me.
The more I confronted the non-physical me while dwelling in the physical, the more his universe soaked into my heart.
Looking back now with nostalgia on those seminar moments, I'd like to return to the topic of the Mother Universe.
Through these profound experiences of the heart, I finally came to know—deeply—that the universe of Tomekichi Taike and the Mother Universe were one and the same.
And with that, I began to notice a gradual change within myself.
First, I found that I could meet his gaze directly—his cold, all-seeing gaze that I had once hated. The more I looked, the more overwhelmed with emotion I became.
"Oh... I've been denying myself. I've trampled myself down."
I came to realize that I had simply been rejecting the call from the Mother Universe. It was a moment of heartfelt repentance.
"Return to the Mother Universe."
"Yes."
This brief exchange in the heart revealed the path I was meant to walk.
At last, I had become someone who could say "yes" from the depths of the heart.
This wasn't something logical—it was because I truly felt "the heart of the Mother, the warmth of the Mother" in my soul.
The universe, that heart, that thought, that energy—it all clearly showed me how many times I had repeated my mistakes.
The longing for the Mother Universe and the thoughts flowing from the Mother Universe—these finally, in this lifetime, met and united within me.
Because of that meeting, my inner world transformed rapidly.
No matter how well adorned it may be, the physical is still just the physical. I came to feel that vividly.
And naturally, I began adjusting how I engaged with the body and the physical life—not clinging, not grasping, not obsessing.
Yet I also learned how to enjoy the physical as it is, in a natural way.
Day by day, I confirmed that the happiness and joy I had long sought could never be found in the world of form.
I also came to know this: all people will eventually return home.
Even humanity, which has lost sight of the truth, will one day find its way back.
Certainly, we humans are still foolish. But we have chosen to expose our folly relentlessly before our very eyes.
That, I believe, is because the yearning to return to our true selves still resides within us.
The Mother Universe may still be a world of vibration that barely resonates in most people's hearts.
But I tell you now—it is real. That world of vibration truly exists.
As proof of awakening to the true world of consciousness, each of us will soon experience our stored energy erupting outward—and it will immediately take form.
Through that form, the awakening of consciousness will permeate the heart.
This is what we call the Flow of Consciousness.
Because the flow exists, the pus within our hearts takes form and is brought back to us.
Until now, we've used our minds to figure out how to deal with that pus when it surfaces. But doing so only generates more of it.
Instead, we must earnestly face the returning pus itself with our hearts.
Yes, the heart will face shock through form—some may describe it as madness or emotional collapse—but the human heart is not that fragile.
We did not come into this world with bodies made of glass. We must come to know deeply that we've stored tremendous energy in our hearts.
Pretty words won't suffice. The pus and darkness within us will be forcefully exposed.
This is the invitation extended by the vibrations of the Mother Universe.