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

executed the function of a pointer. In a state of trance her arms moved the coin, pointing

to one or another letter. They converted into words, and the latter into sentences.

When I observed how she did it for the first time, her hands moved so quickly, that
neither I nor anyone else could follow her. It was impossible to see how words were
formed from the letters, etc. Most likely, the circle with letters and the coin served as a
method of entry into the state of trance, when she became a conductor of the information.
I had no doubt that she received the in-formation from outside.

However, I quite strongly doubted that she received the information from
extraterrestrial civilizations, because the level of development of her spirit did not reach
necessary qualitative state. It was clear to me, but my understanding would have meant
nothing to her. If I had told her about it, most likely she would have thought that I envied
her: I understood and did not do it. I only asked her, whether she had any confirmation
about the veracity and exactness of the information she got with the help of such a
channel?

She answered me in the following way. Through this channel she and her group
received warnings about different incidents beforehand. And all these reports came true
and they had no rea-sons to doubt the correctness of the rest of information after they
received such confirmations.

The thought flashed through my mind: “come on, try to prove your case, and she
will think at once that I simply want to “slander” all the achievements of her group”.

But, her cancer tumour in the solar plexus, my own experience and my knowledge about
some issues told me that she and her group had become a toy in someone's very capable
“hands”.

* * *
I managed to find a way to show this woman the real state of affairs and to avoid
an accusation of (non-existent) envy. One day I gathered a group of several persons and
invited this woman too. I introduced everyone to each other and asked her to talk about
her method and results. Later I asked her whether I could establish a contact through her
with anyone whom I knew, or could she only make contact with “hers”? She answered
positively and said she could contact anyone, and she only needed to know the name of
the creature with whom I wished to establish contact. This answer further convinced me
of the rightness of my suppositions; but I told her nothing about it.
I “covered” myself. I did not want to frighten off or put possible deceivers on their
guard; put on the “clothes” of Ivanushka the fool and gave it (my disguise) a name. She
prepared for the con-tact and..., we started! I asked questions, got answers... and these
answers did not come even close to the answers of the real creature that I knew. It was
clear to me from the beginning that the creature, which answered my questions, was not
the one with whom I had wanted to establish contact.

But, wrong answers to my questions were not the only criterion which showed me
the presence of a hoax. Every creature, with whom I was acquainted, had a name which
reflected his level of development. Therefore, the name and the creature were, in
principle, a single whole, a unique code which was almost impossible to counterfeit. In
order to counterfeit such a personal code, a falsifier must possess a very high level of
development, considerably higher than the level of development of the creature, whose
name is to be used. Thus, it makes no sense for a highly developed creature to pretend

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