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Nicolai Levashov. The Mirror of My Soul. Vol. 1. Born in the USSR

was no border between Russia and Ukraine then). Thus, having had a good sleep on the

train, this December morning I was in Moscow.

I never could even think that this arrival in Moscow would become a new reference
point for me, a test, and at the same time would bring understanding of many events that
had happened in our country, and their roots; which for many reasons were beyond
comprehension for both most inhabitants of our country, and all of civilization on our
planet Midgard-earth. I also could not assume that my actions aimed at the renewal of
Olga Sergeevna’s health and that, what I had come across in the process, would lead me
to something fundamentally new—to understanding of the ways of development of
civilization and its backstage processes.

On Saturday evening, December 19, 1987 I visited Olga Sergeevna and began to
carry out a regular healing session. During my work I discovered that she had been
connected to some enormous system in the area of her solar plexus. There were also a
great number of other people connected to this system. It could be compared to an
enormous vine with a great many bunches of grapes, only, the “grapes” were people.

I had no idea who all these people were, but the fact was that all these people were
connected to the same system as Olga Sergeevna; and she was fading away pretty
quickly because of this connection—her body was deteriorating. This allowed me to
draw the conclusion that this could not be something positive for Olga Sergeevna or for
all the other people-“grapes” who even did not suspect that they were hooked up to some
system and were a part of it.

Threads from every person-“grape” were united in some kind of a cable assembly
that led to some other people; threads from the latter created new cable assemblies, etc.
Threads, coming from people, became thicker and thicker and cable assemblies became
more dense and “fleshy” with every next level. The higher the level, the fewer the
number of people who formed this level, and there was only one man at the top of the
pyramid.

When this picture unfolded before me, I had no idea what it was. I understood only

one thing—this system killed people! Some died quicker, some—slower! I could not
remain aloof. Taking Olga Sergeevna’s case as an example, I saw with my own eyes,
what this kind of hooking up could do to a person. Certainly, the degree of her hooking
up to the system was maximal; that is why she was deteriorating very quickly. The same
effect happened to the rest of the people connected to this system, only their degree of
connection was smaller, and ill effects showed up slower, but it did not mean that the
system was harmless for them.

If even a small quantity of blood is taken from a person every day, he will slowly
weaken and fade away. The same thing happens when a person is connected to a system
like this. It results in the loss of life-force in small portions that finally leads to
weakening of the body, the appearance of illnesses and lifetime shortening. Certainly, I
understood all this later, but then I saw the system which, literally before my eyes, was
destroying a human being. This system could not be good, especially, if most who took
part in it knew nothing about its existence.

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