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

fool” pretty well! In fact, it is unimportant who is considered to be the fool; but important

to know who the real fool is!

By the way, about the word “fool” (in Russian “durak” [du:rΛk] – E.L). This word
became a common name only with the arrival of Christianity to the land of the Ruses.
Initially, according to the Vedic concepts, the word “dURak” meant a person who was
a disciple of the UR; and URs were hierarchs who voluntarily became the teachers of
our ancestors, giving them cosmic knowledge after the catastrophe 13 016 years ago (for
2006). It is no accident that in Russian fairy-tales Ivanushka the fool appeared cleverer
than the rest of the protagonists and won over all enemies with his keenness of wit.

I “fed” the people appointed to “look after me” only that information I considered
to be necessary. Very often this allowed me to get feed-back, which was important to
me. Often under my influence these people told the truth and for this purpose I needed
no “injection of truth”. When I needed that, people “simply” told the truth and only the
truth; the honour and conscience woke up in them, albeit for a short time. Certainly, it
happened, when there was still something to wake up.

Later I developed other very effective methods, but about them—another time,
meanwhile I will go back to the spring of 1988...

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After the harmonization of the spaces of the "lobes" of the six-ray, I, as already
mentioned, returned to ordinary life. Knowledge of my accomplishments stayed with me
and those who observed them personally and knew who was who. This position was
convenient for me; I succeeded in avoiding megalomania. Someone may object on this
occasion—they have their right, and my truth is that if I succeeded in doing something,
I did not yell about it at every corner, I did not even yell about it at “special” corners,
considering that I did not need to and that it was simply silly.

People, who suffer from megalomania, yell about their imaginary or real
achievements any-where they can, demanding acknowledgements and laurels. I never
did it and for this reason I con-sider myself free from megalomania. Besides, what would
be the point of yelling about my accomplishments, if most people were unable to
understand their essence and “touch” the results?

Certainly, there was a possibility of unintentional self-deceit or deception on the
part of participants in various actions. This was impossible to eliminate fully, but it did
not mean that it was necessary to deny completely what had happened. If someone is
unable to understand something, it does not mean that it cannot exist at all. At the same
time, it is quite simply an impossibility to in-vent what had happened.

In order to understand this, it is enough to read modern science-fiction, where the
best dream-ers reflect their ideas about developed civilizations. Almost all of them
cannot go farther than those concepts, which they got being reared on Midgard-earth—
if a civilization is more developed, it means the presence of more sophisticated space
technology and armaments. Almost none of the science-fiction writers understand the
realities of space hierarchies in the Universe. Everything that happened to me was very
far from the ideas popular in those circles.

After all, I was educated in the same conditions and under the same concepts. And,
therefore, if it were my subconscious activity, my brain would give out patterns common

to all (including me). But nothing of the kind took place. Everything that happened was,

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