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

           The poor woman tried to scream to wake up her husband, but her vocal cords did not
           obey her. She tried to push him with her hand, but she could move neither her arms nor

           her feet. Oyia entered with her hand into the physical hand of this woman and through
           it began to send the energy toward the heart of the major. Before the eyes of amazed
           woman, his heart shriveled and became flabby. In the morning her husband felt pain in
           his heart and immediately went out into the first-aid post of his Academy. After doing a
           cardiogram,  doctors  gave  the  alarm.  In  the  evening  I  called  them.  I  cleared  up  the
           situation and worked with his heart. The next day his cardiogram was normal. But, their
           joy did not last long. At night the same situation was repeated. In the morning next day
           his cardiogram was bad again. I worked with his heart and it became normal again.

                My work on the fields finished and I went to them straight from the collective farm.
           This time the major did not smirk about our space contacts; he was scared to death.
                I invited Oyia to the contact and began to explain to her that this man did not know
           that he had offended anyone with his thoughts, that he was unaware that his thoughts
           were material and visible to others, that he simply dreamed and nothing more, that he
           did not understand a lot of things, and that I would like to ask her to forgive him for this

           mistake, which would never happen again. He immediately confirmed everything I said.
           Oyia forgave him his mistake, whereupon, she never did anything of the kind to him
           again.

                I called these people several times to check up the state of the major’s health, but,
           after this his wife was afraid of contacts with Oyia and I left these people alone. It was
           curious to observe the quick transformation of this woman’s husband from an ironical
           sceptic into a frightened “enlightened”.

                However,  even  this  tragicomic  situation  was  irrefutable  confirmation  of  the

           authenticity of our contact with this creature of another civilization and not with astral
           creatures of the planet Earth, with which those who think that they communicate with
           the “Supreme Mind” mostly have contact.

                This example shows clearly that our concepts of morality—what can and cannot be
           done— differ dramatically from the concepts of other civilizations. It also shows that
           “inoffensive”, from our point of view, fantasies are seriously punished. Most people are
           firmly convinced that their fantasies do not leave their head and that is why they permit
           themselves to think about things which they would never do or say. As it obviously
           follows from this example—it is necessary to be careful with thoughts; who knows, who
           may be near us and how he or she will react to our “inoffensive” thoughts.


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                A person, who was born and educated on our planet, would never even think about
           all the abovementioned. I read a lot of fiction books, but none of them say anything of
           the kind, or imagine a lot of other things, which I run into during my contacts with other
           civilizations.  Almost  all  fiction  writers  simply  make  earthly  concepts  “work” in  the

           Universe, with other civilizations. If they depict Star Wars, they make fighting sides use
           weapons similar to earthly ones, only more powerful; bolts of deadly energy or rays
           replace bullets, instead of pistols—alien weapons looking something like, etc.

                It is a natural thing; how could terrestrial fiction writers know that the weapons they
           describe exist only on those planets with a level of development of their civilization



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