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

           to which I devoted my life. However, in order to prevent chaos in my narration, I will

           do it chronologically.

                 After my return from Germany, the Russian TV channel 2 broadcast “A portrait
           on the back-ground of the Universe”, four 30-minute documentary films about me and
           my concepts directed by Victoria Mikhaylovna Zoob. It was a real pleasure to work with
           her. Together we tried to find an optimal version in order that these films would be
           interesting for the audience. I hope that Victoria Mikhaylovna also enjoyed working with
           me.

                When these films “saw the light of day” Valentine Rasskazov, one of the editors of
           the  Arkhangelsk  TV  then,  found  me,  through  her.  To  tell  the  truth,  I  never  knew,
           specifically, what position he occupied. Actually, I was never interested in a person’s
           position but only in his words, concepts and interests. Valentine Rasskazov called me
           and we met several times. He usually came to me in Butovo or I went to him at the hotel.
           It was an ordinary routine of meetings which might bring a result.

                We discussed a lot of subjects and I expounded my view of existent events. As a
           result  of  these  meetings  he  had  the  idea  of  organizing  a  series  of  my  lectures  in
           Arkhangelsk. We agreed that I would go there. He introduced me to his son Dmitry, who

           also became pretty interested in what I did and said. Whereupon they went back home
           and we maintained contact by phone.

                 I gave my lectures at Albert Ignatenko’s school in Moscow, Nikolaev and Donetsk.
           Several persons from Nikolaev offered to organize my public appearance there. I gave
           neither a positive nor negative answer, but promised to think about it. There was an
           unexpected continuation which I could not have thought of, but, I will return to that later.

                One day a woman called me and introduced herself as a journalist of the Polish
           department of the European broadcasting company “Antenna”. She said that her name
           was Svetlana and that a journalist from Donetsk, Valentina, had given her my telephone
           number and said that I could trans-form the human brain. She said that, if it was true,
           she  would  like  very  much  to  meet  me,  because  she  was  interested  in  this  kind  of
           phenomena and she was looking for people with extrasensory abilities in the USSR. If

           people indeed possessed unusual abilities, her team made a documentary film which was
           broadcast all over Europe.

                We agreed to meet and she asked my permission to bring a friend. She had a very
           strange ac-cent. Although she spoke perfect Russian, I could not understand what her
           nationality was and assumed that probably, she was from Poland, as she represented the
           Polish TV. However, as it turned out later, I was wrong…

                The journalist Svetlana arrived at the meeting with her friend Olga. When I opened
           the door I saw a very beautiful woman with amazing green eyes. I had not expected
           anything  of  the  kind.  Her  pleasant  melodious  voice  (I  knew  later  that  she  was  a
           professional singer, graduated from the Vilnius music conservatory and a star of the

           stage  in  Lithuania)  was  combined  with  a  striking  appearance.  As  it  soon  became
           apparent,  she  also  possessed  an  outstanding  intellect  and  remarkable  paranormal
           abilities.

                I  invited  my  guests  to  come  in  and  offered  tea  to  create  a  more  comfortable
           atmosphere.  The  “tea  ceremony”  allowed  us  to  relax  and  “set  the  tone”  for  our
           conversation. After a short chat about the weather and the delights of travelling within

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