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

However, when the Greek religion came to the land of the Ruses, their sacred

groves and oaks were pitilessly cut down and survived only in the remotest places, one
of which was in the Russian north—Lukomorie. The learned cat in the poem behaves
exactly like a volkhv: “...He walks to the right and sings a song. He walks to the left and
tells a tale…” In fact, the information about the past of the Ruses and their culture was
passed through songs and fairy-tales from generation to genera-tion in Sacred Russia;
this became especially important when the Greek religion became dominant and almost
all ancient books were destroyed.

Our ancestors chose the oak on purpose. It is known that oaks can live more than a
thousand years and this fact was the reason for these trees to become sacred for the
Ruses: someone may ask what the lifespan of a tree has to do with it. Everything! The
point is that a tree keeps within itself information about those events which took place
near it. Therefore a person who is able to read this information from a living natural

computer has the ability to travel to the past and reproduce in the present everything, to
which an ancient oak was witness.

Moreover, a volkhv or vedun can download into this natural “computer” any
information, any message for the future generations and they could retrieve it. Tuning in
to any annual ring of an oak, a volkhv or vedun could access information from the past
to the year or even the day. The enemies of our ancestors knew about these living
“computers” and therefore they frantically destroyed sacred oaks and groves along with
ancient books.

But this is not all. Sometimes, fairy tales, which any Russian knows perfectly from
his childhood, contain such deep meaning, that it takes ones breath away! I will continue
the analysis of the word “Lukomorie”. “A bow by the sea” means that the coastline of
the White Sea coast resembles the form of a bow. But then the question arises: how did
our ancestors know about it, if in order to see the coast line, it was necessary to go up
high (very, very high!) above the surface of Earth?

The coastline in the form of a bow can be seen only from a near-earth orbit.
However, modern “historians” claim that in those ancient times, when this name
appeared, there were no space sputniks and if there had been, “wild” Slavs could not
possibly have had them. The wildness of our ancestors is hammered into our heads

from our childhood through history lessons at school, lectures at universities, through
the mass media and even through literature. The only question is: on whose authority
were those “historical” novels written and to whom did those “scientists”, who
performed their “scientific” works, owe their allegiance!?

In fact, many Russian words, in common use today, contain information about the
highest level of technical development of those, who even in the Russian textbooks on
history of Russia are called “wild and ignorant tribes of the Slavs”. In reality a lot of
things which have been around us from our childhood literally “yell”: “Pay attention!
Here is your great past!” But we quietly and blindly pass by without noticing the
obvious! We pronounce words, but they are dead for us — they do not come back to life
in our speech, because we lost our understanding of their meaning, because dead sounds

cannot give rise to the lively and beautiful images which the Russian language contains.

However, it is time to go back to my journey to the city of Russian glory—
Arkhangelsk. There Rasskazov–junior met us, me and my cousin, and we went to the

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