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

a thorax, no one wished to repeat inappropriate behaviour. One way or another, I was

“respected” for being myself. In my first year there were attempts to provoke me. They
poured a dash of cognac in my tea, expecting that I would not notice and drink it. They
offered me money for every swear word, but everyone understood pretty quickly that it
was not an act, but a genuine stance and they began to respect me for it.

It came to the point, that if someone swore in my presence without noticing me,
they apologized to me. It shows that people always respect those, who have their views
and who never change them whatever the situation…

I did not understand then, what was happening to me and what those “bio-fields”
were. I was simply convinced more and more that those “phenomena”, which I
experienced, did not happen to everyone and they were not ordinary.

* * *
The understanding of the fact that certain phenomena exist, motivates a person to
research it in the end. Naturally, I also felt this desire. I began to look for books and
publications on the subject of the mysterious and incomprehensible phenomena, which
had happened with man. In Soviet times this kind of literature was prohibited. It was
almost impossible to find anything on this subject. Un-fortunately, those few printed
materials, which I succeeded in finding, did not give the answers that I was looking for.
They still carried more nonsense than modern science.

Once, I came across materials of different occult disciplines. My cousin sent me a
printout on chiromancy. I decided to scrutinize it and began to study the lines of a hand
and their meaning, and immediately to check its accuracy in practice. I had no problem
finding those who wished to know. A lot of my fellow-students and also teachers listened
to my explanation with interest. They were also surprised at how accurately I described
their character and life by only studying the lines of their hands.

I did not know then that hand lines, or more precisely the picture of lines, reflected

the genetics and spirit of a person. I was also unaware then that lines were only a key, a
code that opened the “door” to the fate of an individual, to the possible variants of his
life, which nature had encoded in his genes, and to the realisation of these possibilities
through realisation of the spirit, by means of genetics.

The hand lines allow one to get into the information about a person and to “read”
his past, present and future. In other words, one can “connect” oneself to a person by
means of the hand lines. The lines in themselves do not allow reading and scanning of
the information about the per-son—this is done through them; they serve only as an
instrument. Thus, chiromancy is only the method of entering into the informative field
of the person, but this only grants access to the information, when the person who does
the scanning possesses certain natural abilities. It is only one of the numerous methods
of “entrance”.

If this person does not have natural abilities, no matter how long he observes the
hand lines, how often he peeps into the chiromancy manual, his reading of lines will
consist of generalities that do not reflect the real life of the person in question...
I understood more details later, but I saw the essence pretty quickly. After I began
to describe very exactly the events of the past of people, who were complete strangers
to me, reading their hands, my fellow students and students of other faculties, asked me
to make copies of my materials on palmistry and I did. I was surprised, when it turned

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