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

continued to carry out performances on their own and to cheat peo-ple, attracting them

with “healing” sessions.

There was a curious detail in all this—a publication which informed that I was
between life and death after a car accident. Someone was absolutely sure that I would
be in exactly this state. Besides, the attempts to organise a car accident by any means,
which I already described, confirm this kind of plan. Moreover, the organisers of the
fraud in Nikolaev knew about these plans! Other-wise, they would not dare to publish
this kind of statement. Their confidence shows clearly for whom they worked or at least
with whom they co-operated: and the time they chose for the fraud was exactly the time
when I would be in Arkhangelsk for the first tour! Isn’t that a strange coincidence!?

While I was preparing for my journey to Arkhangelsk, Svetlana went to Lithuania,
her Motherland, to visit her native little town Alitus, where her parents lived together
with her son from her first marriage. It turned out that I had not dared to ask her to come
with me to Arkhangelsk, thinking that she would misinterpret this. And Svetlana did not
ask if we could go together to Arkhangelsk, thinking that I would do the same, although
she would have liked to see my performances with her own eyes.

It all got cleared up much later, but then I took Svetlana to some shops in order that
she could purchase some gifts for her nearest and dearest and saw her onto the train to
Lithuania and I went to Arkhangelsk. My female cousin, who was very interested in

everything I do, asked me to take her with me. She had just graduated from an institute
and had a little bit of free time.

So, for the first time in my life I found myself in Arkhangelsk which was situated
on the White Sea coast, the land of famous coast-dwellers. Russians call this curving
coastline “Lukomorie”, which is translated as “a bow by the sea”. It appears that
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Pushkin’s Lukomorie described in his fairy tales existed in reality. Certainly, Pushkin
did not write these fairy tales; he only adapted them. They carried some remnants of the
truth about the Great Past of our ancestors who gave very image-evoking names to the
lands where they lived. In the course of time three words Luk-o-morie (bow-by-sea)
merged into one in their speech and in this form got into Russian folk tales:

There is a green oak in Lukomorie

Twined around with a gold chain.
A learned cat all day and night through

Walks along it round and round.
He walks to the right and sings a song,
He walks to the left and tells a tale....
Almost every Russian knows very well these words from Pushkin’s poem “Ruslan
and Lyudmila”. However, they have also quite another meaning of which few are aware.
Every one considered Lukomorie as some kind of a dream-land invented by Pushkin just
for a good “rhyme”. In reality Lukomorie was not fictional, but the real ancient name of
this land. Few know that our ancestors honored OAK as a sacred tree and usually the
Ruses gathered near an ancient sacred oak to hear out speeches of their spiritual
teachers—volkhvs, who had been bringing enlightenment to people for one hundred
thousand years.

55 Alexander Pushkin (1799-1837) is the greatest Russian poet and writer.
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