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

in fact, a hologram and what I saw was only a reproduction of this hologram by the

person who received this message, besides, it was necessary to consider the drawing
talent of the person.

First of all, I had to restore the original hologram through this image. Passing a
stream of my energy through the picture, I... restored the hologram, and it was
immediately seen by those whose brain I had transformed. This success encouraged me
and I began to reflect, why did someone send this message into space? I came to the
following conclusion. This hologram, in principle, must contain information about those
who sent it; who they were, what they were and the co-ordinates of their planetary
system. I had to solve the problem—what and how to do all of this! As I had no one to
ask for help or advice, realizing that most likely no one would be able to help me in this
kind of situation, I decided to act according my own understanding and suppositions.

My reflections about this problem were nothing but supposition; what would
happen if I were to send the energy through this hologram again and watch? I did it. I
sent the stream of energy into the hologram, and unexpectedly for me and for all the
others, the hologram “blazed” up and a humanoid creature appeared instead of it! This
creature appeared to be a woman, near two and a half meters in height; she was very
beautiful with ideal proportions. Her bright blue hair and lilac coloured eyes were the

first external differences that caught our eyes. No one had expected anything of the kind,
we were motionless with surprise. Everyone stared at this creature that had appeared
from nowhere, goggle-eyed, (if that could be said about using “brain sight”). It was
utterly confusing.

The pause was somewhat long and I decided to address this creature. At that time I
had some idea of telepathy, but telepathic contact with creatures not of our world was a
complete enigma for me. Probably, I looked like a clumsy bear attempting to establish a
mental contact and my actions were wrong, because the creature disappeared, rolling up
into a point.

I was disappointed with myself. Probably I did something wrong and my clumsy
actions resulted in the creature’s “leaving”. My vexation was so strong that I decided to
correct my mistake immediately and apologize for my ignorance. I could think of
nothing better but to try to bring this creature back. I again “pulled” this being up without
even knowing from where, and then I apologized for possible slips originating from
inexperience and ignorance.

Probably, I did something, without realizing it, that interested this creature, and thus
my first “diplomatic” relationship with another civilization began. I had to think quickly,
how to transform terrestrial thought-forms into “theirs” and vice versa. At first it was
difficult to communicate: thought-forms were translated with distortions—it all looked
like a computer translation from one language into another. But, pretty quickly, I
succeeded in creating a telepathic transformer of thought-forms, using analogues,
whereupon, the communication became very much more effective and “things” went
better.

After creating the telepathic transformer of thought-forms, I “introduced” it to those
who had undergone the brain transformation, whereupon the “translation” of thought-
forms went much easier. It is of interest to note; the “translation” takes place at the level

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