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

The only thing, which never happened, was that someone came and offered

financial help. Therefore, I understood that, if I wanted to get my dreams and projects to
come true, I would have to earn the money to do it on my own. I did not consider money
earned honestly by my own sweat and blood to be dirty. But, in spite of the fact that I
needed money, its “smell” mattered to me very much. In the USSR I was offered quite
a lot of “manna from heaven” if I agreed to do one or an-other “small” favour, which
would “cost” me nothing!

In fact, I could do, what I was requested, but I rejected it because what that would
have required, was contradictory to my convictions, to which I devoted my life. I
understood perfectly that my rejection of some offers would possibly sign my death
sentence, but, nevertheless, my answer remained the same, although I did not know then,
whether I could prevail in a war with those forces whose offers I refused. I only hoped

that I could find a method to prevent them from exacting their revenge for my refusal. It
is not bravado, I really did not know, whether my own home-made methods would be
effective and very soon life gave me the opportunity to check my assumptions in
practice...

I had failed to come to terms with my possible partners, who aimed to take the
pickings and to earn money using me. I was surprised that they did not want to organize

everything on a serious basis and get a steady income, instead of snatching a large sum
just once. They did not plan to organize a creative business, but only a parasitic one.
They wanted to speculate on my psi-devices and walk away.

The speculation would have been very profitable for them—they had minimal
expenses, be-cause it was me who produced psi-devices and could simultaneously create
millions of them. Exactly this made my project so attractive for them. It is very possible,
they did not believe that my psi-devices really worked, in spite of the fact that many had
already worked and helped a lot of people and laboratory researches showed their high
efficiency.

One way or another, my beautiful plan to create the industrial production of healing
psi-devices failed. My “partners” saw that they could not make easy money quickly and
lost interest in me, despite there being brilliant prospects for making a very good and

constructive business. I and my companions were paid the remaining sum for the service
that I rendered earlier and I returned to Moscow!

In spite the fact that the joint enterprise failed, my first journey abroad was
successful. I got experience of socializing with foreigners in their home country. My
acquaintance with Budapest and its outskirts served as a sort of adaptation to the
abundance of goods in shops, about which the habitants of the USSR did not even dream.
In fact, we spent some days with our mouths open, in the direct and figurative sense of
the word, impressed by all the unusual things, which surrounded us. In fact, almost all
Soviet people of that time, who managed to go abroad, to a greater or lesser degree,
appeared in a state of shock at what they saw there.

It was possible to recognize a Soviet person in the crowd almost instantly—they all

had this intimidated and uncertain confused look. One way or another, I came back to
Moscow with new experience and new skills. There was a little more than a month left
before my journey to Germany. From the German side we were invited by Norbert

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