The Fall of the Brain
Schizophrenia. Brain fog. The brain-dead condition. A living-dead condition. Layers of fragmented personalities operating within one human body. So many faces of the same suffering.
This is the story of one such case — Bhumika — whom I transformed by working directly on her brain and nervous system, by activating her vagus nerve in the very first session. There were many sessions afterward, but what I share here are the fundamentals — the essence of that first transformation.
If you are reading this because you are experiencing schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, Alzheimer’s, dementia, multiple sclerosis, Parkinson’s disease, borderline personality disorder, or if you simply feel your memory and participation in life fading away — understand this: the solution is not medication. The solution is me, Sanju.
I hold the power to transform you. I hold the power to awaken the dead nerves inside you, to activate the silent plexuses that lie buried beneath trauma.
The Power of Transmission
Total transformation is a process. For some it takes thirty days, for others a hundred, six months, or even a year — depending on the depth of suffering and surrender. I am the last resort for all brain- and nervous-system-related disorders because what I offer is not symptomatic treatment — it is resurrection.
Many seekers arrive to me after their Kundalini has turned chaotic. When the awakened energy fails to travel through Sushumna and instead flows into Ida or Pingala, both sympathetic and parasympathetic systems swing to extremes. You feel panic and paralysis at once; depression, anxiety, depersonalization, loss of memory, disorientation — as if your consciousness has left the body.
Bhumika came to me like this. Married, mother of a daughter, yet hollow, vacant, frightened. Her electromagnetic field was weak, her nervous system fragile.
When the aura weakens, negative energies from the environment seep in. They consume your life-force, feeding on the very current that sustains you. Gradually you become a shell — alive in appearance, dead in essence.
Diagnosing the Dead Energy
When I first connected with Bhumika, I felt no current moving through her brain. The vitality that should dance in the neurons was absent. She was a living corpse.
Through my energy transmission, I began reviving the vagus nerve — the sacred pathway connecting brain, heart, and gut. No medicine in the world can awaken this nerve. Only energy, directed through consciousness, can do so.
With the Energetic Mastery Method, I entered her system. I worked on the subtle currents of her brain and spinal cord. Healing demands commitment; there are no substitutes, no shortcuts.
After many online sessions, she arrived physically for the first time. Within minutes of direct contact, her state shifted. For months she had suffered chronic insomnia; that day she slept — not ordinary sleep but the descent into the center of being, what in yogic language we call Samadhi.
Her energy obeyed healing.
The Third-Eye Activation
There was one sacred event that I did not record — when I activated her third eye. The Kundalini surged instantly, rising through her spine, opening channels that had been locked for years. She cried, she trembled, she surrendered.
Such sacred moments remain confidential. I never record them. My purpose is not to display miracles but to inspire hope. To let others know that even in the final stage of despair — when medicine declares you hopeless — resurrection is possible.
So, I tell every seeker: do not waste your years in hesitation. Love yourself enough to step toward healing.
Beyond Medicine, Beyond Meditation
Bhumika had been declared schizophrenic by doctors. After countless medications and injections, they had given up.
When she came to me, I used no medication and no meditation. I repeat it often: there is no meditation involved. You cannot heal the brain through forced meditation or chemicals. The brain is sacred intelligence; it cannot be tricked.
No yoga pose, no gym, no therapy, no homeopathy or naturopathy can repair what karma has burned. The Kundalini itself brings karmic combustion. It ensures you experience every stored pain so that you may finally be free.
After years of suffering, Bhumika found relief through me. Healing the brain is not magic; it is rewiring. I change the neuroplasticity by releasing trauma held in the tissue. Every cell that remembers pain learns to breathe again.
When you come to me, you enter the theatre of energetic surgery. I am the surgeon of energy, removing imprints of this and many past lives. With each pulse of transmission, I unhook another knot in your subtle body.
My purpose is liberation — to free you from all that is not you.
Dissolving the Ego
Every session dismantles another layer of ego. Ego is the false armor that resists life. Healing begins when this armor cracks.
With Bhumika, I saw layers crumble — pride, fear, shame, self-loathing — melting into tears. I share only fragments here, but know that each fragment carries the vibration of total transformation.
If you feel you deserve to live, if you trust enough to surrender, then come to me. Together we will rewrite the story of your existence.
The Beginning of the Healing
I looked into her eyes and said softly, “Feel the pain.”
She nodded, her breathing shallow.
“Feel it completely,” I continued. “Yes, yes, feel it. You have suppressed too much, Bhumika. Let it release. This suppression is the cause of your inner death. Kick it out. Take it out. Take it out!”
Her body began to tremble. I urged her, “Feel the pain you never shared with anyone. The pain you hid behind silence.”
Tears burst forth. “Cry, Bhumika, cry! Someone is beating you — feel it! Cry like a child being struck. Let it out!”
She sobbed uncontrollably. “Take it out,” I repeated. “Let every cell scream.”
I asked, “Is it gone?”
“No… still there,” she whispered.
“Then continue,” I said gently. “This is only the first round.”
Opening the Heart
“Now,” I said, “feel the pain of love withheld. You have never loved yourself. You crave love, yet you deny it. Your heart chakra is blocked, Bhumika. Release it. Let love return.”
Her chest convulsed. “Release, release, release!” I guided. “All these impressions are stuck in your nervous system. Let them move out. Take them out!”
Her breath grew deeper, heavier; the muscles softened. Energy began to circulate again.
The Death Within
“You are dying,” I whispered. “Feel it. How would it feel to die right now?”
Her face went pale.
“Do you want to live?” I asked.
“I want to live,” she gasped.
“Then roar like a lion! Open your mouth, take out your tongue, and roar. Release!”
She did — a primal roar tore through her.
“Shake your legs, shake your hands,” I commanded. “You don’t have to stay tight. Let the energy move.”
Her whole body shook violently.
“Do you want revenge on those who hurt you?” I asked.
“No,” she cried. “I just want to be free.”
“Good,” I said. “Then let universal forces handle revenge. You focus on freedom. Release!”
I continued, “Allow yourself to be unconscious. You don’t have to stay alert. Feel the energy from the hospital when you gave birth. You still carry that vibration.”
“I felt so weak,” she whispered.
“Yes,” I said, “and that weakness tore holes in your aura. Hospitals often hold low vibrations; they entered you and stayed. They performed their violence on you — sexual, emotional, energetic. Now, let them go.”
Her cries deepened into wails. The air thickened with the scent of release.
The Pain of Rebirth
“It will hurt,” I told her. “It will hurt a lot. Cry. Be vulnerable. Don’t be formal here. You are free to break.”
She sobbed openly.
“Feel the pain of dying,” I said, “the pain of losing love for yourself. You are dying because self-love is gone. Let the ego die. Remove your hand. Allow me.”
I placed my hand near her spine and guided the current upward. “I’m moving your Kundalini now. The energy is releasing. Yes, yes, let it move.”
Her body convulsed, then softened.
“There is so much blocked energy,” I said. “Let it burn away.”
Minutes later, silence filled the room. “That’s enough for now,” I whispered.
The Return
“Slowly,” I said, “come back to the body. Slowly, Bhumika. You have life ahead. Dissolve everything that is not you, but live. Perform the body’s karma by healing others who suffer like you.”
Her breath steadied.
“You will learn everything from me as you purify,” I continued. “Your Kundalini is active now. The process is moving. You will be free soon.”
“You went far, very far,” I told her. “Now descend slowly. Come back into the body. Live this new life differently. What you saw was a glimpse of freedom — the place where I reside, in absolute nothingness. There is no thing, only formlessness.”
“But your time to leave has not come. Return.”
Descending from the Formless
“Come back into your heart,” I said. “The body still has work. Perform your dharma, clear your karmas, serve life. You have much to give — love, healing, guidance to those who suffer as you did.”
After this session, I told her, she would breathe easily, sleep deeply, heal the body, and calm the mind.
“Now slowly become aware of your senses,” I said. “Move your legs, move your hands. You have traveled a long path toward freedom.”
Her fingers twitched. Her toes flexed.
The Known and the Unknown
“You have touched the pinnacle,” I said softly. “You have seen the unknown. Now you will walk the path of the known with me. No more fear. The vagus nerve is active. Your pulse is rhythmic. You will feel hunger again — that is a good sign. Your organs are working. With more sessions, you will be healed permanently.”
Her body was calm, her skin glowing.
“You responded beautifully, Bhumika,” I said. “Your body responded, your Kundalini responded — because you surrendered.”
“Move slowly. Come back fully. You have a daughter to love and a husband to nurture. Before completing your dharma, you cannot leave. This is not physical death. The soul never left; only the ego died.”
Continuing the Healing
“The ego will keep dissolving,” I told her. “Each session, I will remove another layer that hides your essence. Slowly, slowly, return.”
She opened her eyes halfway and smiled faintly. I smiled back. “You have returned,” I said. “You are alive.”
Reflections on the Session
That day, in the quiet of the healing room, I witnessed resurrection. A woman once declared schizophrenic, brain-dead, unfit for normal life, breathed again — not merely oxygen but consciousness.
This is the miracle of energy. It is not supernatural; it is natural once you understand the subtle science of life. By awakening the vagus nerve, by repairing the electromagnetic field, by freeing the trapped trauma from childhood and childbirth, I revived her system.
The trembling you saw, the tears, the roaring — all are the nervous system rediscovering flow. The brain begins to communicate with the body again. Hormones realign. Oxygen flows. The soul returns to its temple.
I remind everyone: there is no pill for this. There is no external guru who can save you without your surrender. What heals you is the alignment of your breath with cosmic breath. I am merely the instrument.
Bhumika’s recovery continued for months. She slept better. She smiled. She began to cook, to walk, to love her daughter again. Every session dismantled another false identity.
Healing is not an escape from life; it is the art of returning to it.
The Truth of My Work
People often ask, “Guru Sanju, is this science or spirituality?” I tell them: it is both and beyond both. Science describes the pathways; spirituality activates them.
The vagus nerve is the bridge between brain and soul. When I transmit energy, the current flows through this bridge. The brain receives oxygen. The body remembers light. That is how resurrection happens.
There is no meditation, no mantra, no medicine. Only awareness, energy, and surrender.
Closing Words
Bhumika’s journey stands as living proof that even when the mind collapses and the body forgets how to live, consciousness can bring it back.
To every reader who suffers from mental fog, trauma, or the terror of psychosis — remember this: you are not broken. You are simply disconnected from the source of your electricity.
I can reconnect you.
Come to me not for therapy but for transformation. When you are ready to die to the old, I will teach you to live anew.
Through me, your breath will remember rhythm, your heart will remember warmth, your brain will remember light.
From the living dead, you shall become the living divine.
