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

every doctor can diagnose correctly. Nevertheless, I succeeded in doing it without any

effort.

He was surprised by my correct diagnosis, but even more surprised that I described,
in detail, the development of the disease in this particular case, the reason which led to
it and the mechanisms of development. Usually, my perception and analysis of problems
in the human organism differs very strongly from traditional medical analysis, because
I analyse the processes at both cellular and molecular levels which were and still are
inaccessible for modern medicine.

He was yet more surprised when he knew about the possibility of making changes
at these levels, with the possible change of damaged genes, which is beyond the limits
of modern medicine. The family doctor could not hide his astonishment at witnessing all
this. I have not named this woman’s illnesses, not because I do not remember the
seventeen year old scanning results, but be-cause she did not give me the right to speak
about her health problems. I speak about the disease of one or another person only when

I have their permission...

Norst Bauling witnessed my work and was no less surprised than the doctor. It
seemed to me that he was more staggered by the doctor’s reaction, because he knew little
about the human organ-ism’s functioning and even less about health problems. We
returned to the room, where “tea time” continued, and our host, still being impressed by
what had just happened, gave each of my students a banknote of thousand Marks. Two
of them calmly hid the notes in their pockets. The third one came to me and launched
into a very amusing tirade.

He said that he understood perfectly that he had not earned this money, but he
would not offer it to me, because I would not accept it anyway! He was right. I would

never take this money, be-cause it was not given to me, despite the fact that others had
been rewarded for my work. But he did not know that and was not sure how I would
behave and was afraid to stretch out his hand with the banknote—what if I took it, if I
were not as noble as he thought I was.

In his mind he had found the optimum compromise between his honesty and
avidity. He said the right words and therefore ran no risk. Neither then nor later did this
person recall that I had spent a pretty big sum of money on him. The fact that the debt
should be returned also escaped his attention for “some” reason. I have never begrudged
the money, and only disliked it when people turned into parasites, ready to rake in the
shekels whenever possible. I continued to observe my three companions and to my
disappointment found some features which caused indignation and protest.

We returned from Bamberg to our “base”. I had to visit a cosmetics factory which
produced shampoos and perfumery. There I influenced the samples offered to me. Later

these samples would be tested on volunteers to determine the efficiency of my influence.
In the end we were given some sets of the cosmetic products of this company.

The next meeting took place in the centre for AIDS research. We arrived at this
centre, changed into special protective suits and went inside in order for me to try my
influence on a virus culture. When I started to work, all computers in the control centre
began to behave very strangely—they all just “hung up”. I took some time to neutralize
my influence on the equipment. Most likely I had “switched myself on” too strongly,
trying to obtain maximal influence on the culture of this mortal virus, as I thought then.

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