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Chapter 28. Contact
Today is May 15th… morning… 5:53 a.m. Moscow time
About 20 minutes ago… in a dream… “they” were communicating with me..
Also May 15th, evening. I’ll try to describe what happened to me today. I’m
sleeping, I have a dream: a woman, an old granny, stands beside me out in nature,
outside the city, some kind of dacha settlement in the Leningrad Region. It’s as if
I don’t manage to ask her a question mentally — I want to ask when I’ll meet God
or the aliens — and she pokes her finger into my left side, where the stomach is,
and says: “This is God,” and says something else there. Then she pokes a second
time, a bit higher, and says: “This was God who came.” And pokes a third time
again and says: “This was God who came.” And she pokes me in the areas where
the gallbladder is, or the pancreas, or whatever else there is — that is, into these
organs — and hints to me… That is, it’s as if I’m talking with her mentally, but
at the same time also out loud. And when she says something, it all immediately
draws itself in my head, and it’s as if she means that God saved me three times,
that is, healed me. And she says: “There, he came.” Then I ask: “What next?” She
says that… Well, I don’t remember exactly. It was hard to recall it all; I was trying
to preserve this dream in my head so that it wouldn’t be erased. But she says that
either they will choose, or I will choose a planet, or they’ll let me choose a planet.
And I’ll simply live carefree on the planet that I or they choose, and simply live.
When they used the word “planet,” I had the association that it’s, let’s say, another
continent, or maybe another frequency. That is, not a planet in the literal sense,
but in the sacred sense. Then she tells me that one can choose various things,
and that it depends on what I think. And I need to think correctly, clearly, and
whatever my thought is, whatever my wish will be, that’s how the system will build
it. That I can choose what I want. First she gave one example about a planet. And
then she says that it’s as if I can generally… That is, everything can be rearranged
according to my wish; the main thing is to wish it, to think correctly, and the
system will do everything. As if everything depends on my thoughts: pure, clear
thoughts, but precisely of my level. Then I see in the distance, as if an owl is sitting
there; then I peer closer, and it’s actually a lion coming out from somewhere.
Today is May 15th… morning… 5:53 a.m. Moscow time
About 20 minutes ago… in a dream… “they” were communicating with me..
Also May 15th, evening. I’ll try to describe what happened to me today. I’m
sleeping, I have a dream: a woman, an old granny, stands beside me out in nature,
outside the city, some kind of dacha settlement in the Leningrad Region. It’s as if
I don’t manage to ask her a question mentally — I want to ask when I’ll meet God
or the aliens — and she pokes her finger into my left side, where the stomach is,
and says: “This is God,” and says something else there. Then she pokes a second
time, a bit higher, and says: “This was God who came.” And pokes a third time
again and says: “This was God who came.” And she pokes me in the areas where
the gallbladder is, or the pancreas, or whatever else there is — that is, into these
organs — and hints to me… That is, it’s as if I’m talking with her mentally, but
at the same time also out loud. And when she says something, it all immediately
draws itself in my head, and it’s as if she means that God saved me three times,
that is, healed me. And she says: “There, he came.” Then I ask: “What next?” She
says that… Well, I don’t remember exactly. It was hard to recall it all; I was trying
to preserve this dream in my head so that it wouldn’t be erased. But she says that
either they will choose, or I will choose a planet, or they’ll let me choose a planet.
And I’ll simply live carefree on the planet that I or they choose, and simply live.
When they used the word “planet,” I had the association that it’s, let’s say, another
continent, or maybe another frequency. That is, not a planet in the literal sense,
but in the sacred sense. Then she tells me that one can choose various things,
and that it depends on what I think. And I need to think correctly, clearly, and
whatever my thought is, whatever my wish will be, that’s how the system will build
it. That I can choose what I want. First she gave one example about a planet. And
then she says that it’s as if I can generally… That is, everything can be rearranged
according to my wish; the main thing is to wish it, to think correctly, and the
system will do everything. As if everything depends on my thoughts: pure, clear
thoughts, but precisely of my level. Then I see in the distance, as if an owl is sitting
there; then I peer closer, and it’s actually a lion coming out from somewhere.