The coordinates of awakening. 2022
But if there is an unbearable disaster, an acute tragedy, when a person lives in his own world, as if in a hot spot, you need to look for outside interference.
I understood it this way: each trouble was as if drawn against a dark background; from it there was a trail to some faces – real people – sources of blackness. I saw whole stories in the energy flows – where the trouble began and how it unfolded, in the root causes of situations, with obvious incidents and hidden details. Sometimes I have seen rituals performed against my wards or their families. Yes, not simple, but carefully planned; and in the most terrible situations – with sacrifices, pieces of the deceased or with artifacts from the cemetery. I couldn’t talk about it.
I called the time of the beginning of the collapses and asked: “Can I restore you a little to make it easier?” They always answered me: “Yes.” I pretended to use elements of hypnosis or acupressure, but I spiritually “untied” the blackness. It broke away from the carrier and rushed to the author of the outrage. As if she’d always been waiting for this moment. After a few days, such wards came to thank me.
This happened for quite a long time until one case. But I will talk about it a little further.
It is important what I understood when I worked with people, and I want to draw your attention to this as well.
Here’s the important thing:
People who harm others do so quite consciously and with a deep interest in the process. They spend time and effort, money. They sometimes kill animals, go to scary places, perform crazy rituals on themselves – all in order to achieve their own goals. They don’t do it out of hatred. They are sure that this is a game in search of influence. In which they will not be punished.
They do not connect the consequences of their own actions with the nightmare that then fills their lives; they do not understand that they have ruined the life of the one they have harmed, forever.
They need to satisfy their “momentary desire”, which they are obsessed with. For total satisfaction. The illusion of satisfaction is strong, but it will never come. And they do it again and again, like drug addicts, only their drug is black energy.
They hunt. And their food is energy. In their obsession, they are not quite human. They have allowed black energy to become a part of them and are now forced to feed it with someone else’s life. So that the blackness doesn’t eat them up.
Anyone who violates the Divine Scenarios of human life does so with the absolute certainty that they can get away with it. He has done this many times in past incarnations, and he will do it if he is born again.
The victim is chosen according to two main criteria: energetic, but inexperienced [defenseless], or bright, beautiful. Here is an example: the most destructive magic is thrown on the most beautiful house in the village. The brighter the object, the more one is willing to get it for free.
And they are not going to pay. Why pay when you can steal? After all, no one can protect themselves anyway.
Because in our civilization, “there is no esotericism and you do not need to believe in God.” And if you do not believe in God, then there is no God. And if he is not there, then no one will stand up for the victim. A person likes to shit – and he finds a loophole to do it with impunity. Impunity is the main word in this situation.
But what was the most horrifying revelation to me: no one, ABSOLUTELY NO one who secretly destroys the lives and families of their victims, takes it seriously!!!
Just playing around.
How to make a scandal? Get rid of half of the family…
To satiate the thought: “how dare she be better than me?” Destroy the opponent’s uterus.
“I want this business!” – destroy the possibility of prosperity and the strength of the victim’s family, or extinguish the lives of his children…
And all of this – “just playing around”.
How did this become possible?
Somehow it happened. How it happened – there are only fragments of ancient manuscripts and the revelations of some philosophers. Now I can say that there was an infection of our World with alien energy. Some kind of attack from the outside, which broke through the consciousness of people and spread to all levels of reality. When and who did it – the details are erased, and the times are mixed up.
The immune system of the World has partially coped with the infection, so we are not zombies and evenly develop. But the life of the World is like the life of a sick child: his health is thoroughly destroyed, there is no strength, and he is periodically feverish with delusional fantasies. Hence such collapses. With the disease, the light flow is not restored immediately, the flow of reality is disrupted. Delusional thoughts can be extremely scary.
However, the world is struggling with the disease. He has more and more strength and positive thoughts, as well as a thirst for life.
Each of us is the condensed embodiment of his thought. It is now again, as in ancient times, there are many people with extraordinary opportunities. I’m one of many.
You who read these texts are also part of the recovery process. Each of us is responsible for his own will and freedom for his decisions, respectively, everyone can go his way as correctly as possible. It’s like keeping your life, your home, and the place where your house stands clean-with maximum responsibility.
And I, in turn, will talk about the techniques that I have mastered since the mentors began to deal with me and my recovery. But more important than the techniques – is the correct worldview, which consists of the current constant decisions and actions.
AN INTELLIGIBLE ATTEMPT
I was approached by a twenty-five-year-old girl who had problems with personal relationships. Or rather, she didn’t have any relationships at all.
She was cute and funny. Perhaps one of the oddities that could be noticed was the expression of her eyes. Or rather, the feeling that sometimes a very, very strange black-and-brown glow would light up in her eyes, turning her face from doll-like cute to chiseled-cold.
In such moments there was a feeling that it was not safe to be around her. Something subtly changed in her appearance, lasted for a split second and disappeared; and her soft and friendly manner of communication reduced the strange sensations to nothing. “It seemed” – the feeling was leveled towards her, but the aftertaste remained…
***
We have set a session time. I was supposed to give her tests to see where in her relationship stereotypes there are substitutions of concepts. So, when she came in, I gave her some simple test instructions and handed her the folder. She reached out trustingly for the sheets, but I froze: her face expressed the same benevolent calm, but her eyes! They went from blue to dark, deep, and prickly. Her voice and demeanor combined with those eyes gave rise to an uncontrollable sense of danger.
– Can I read what’s in your subconscious a little?’ I asked, inwardly shuddering at her too-close presence, her presence in my office. The consciousness itself automatically analyzed how to protect itself and whether the door of the office was locked. ‘Stop it! I said to myself. – Calm down, there’s a child in front of you… " And, surprised at my own active reaction, I put the tests aside.
“Yes – » she said shortly, “where should I sit?”
I placed two chairs, one facing the other, almost in the middle of the room.
“This is yours,” I pointed to one, “this is mine,” and sat down on the other. Her kindness and acceptance of the situation eased my anxiety a little, but the sense of danger still grew. There was a sense of something close and sharp, but very hidden.
– It feels familiar, like it’s happened before – " she said thoughtfully, settling into the chair. – I shouldn’t move the chair, right?
I didn’t tell her that. But she was right, you shouldn’t move it.
Meanwhile, her eyes had turned a very dark brown. Danger…
– Well, let’s get started…
I knew that I needed to turn on the points under the jaw, and “open the system control box”. I reached out and touched the dots.
***
I don’t know, maybe I turned away for a second, while I was surprised at the knowledge that was opening up in me. Of course I was – a whole methodology, with instant explanations – an amazing accompaniment to the practice! Only these methods were not familiar to me.
But when I looked into her face again, it was as if I couldn’t see it, nothing but the blackness of her eyes.
“Get away from me!” a male voice said from her mouth.
“Who are you?”
– Get away from me, you’re hurting me, – the voice is hoarser, and immediately girlish: – Marina, what is it? What’s wrong with me? – blue eyes…
I took a step forward and touched her chin again.
“Stand back!”! ! a man’s voice roared. The black eyes were looking at me again, but there was nothing else, because they absorbed all the attention.
“Who are you?”
“None of your business! Stand back!
“Come out,” I said, and touched her chin again. A stream of heat and energy passed through my fingers.
The girl abruptly got up from her chair, as if she was about to hit me, but didn’t dare.
I imagined the energy of my hands merging into a single ring around the black-and-brown current that vibrated within her now – her hands, raised for a blow, fussily moved, trying to remove something invisible from her face.
“Don’t choke me! Don’t choke me-ah-ah!!!” – her body suddenly howled very loudly. I automatically glanced at the office door: I wonder if anyone hears this now, what they’ll think. And strengthened the imaginary loop.
The girl collapsed to the floor. However, there her body gathered in focus on her hands and knees and with some incredible speed moved from me to the corner:
“Don’t choke me!!!” the body hissed, twisting its neck unnaturally. I was afraid that she would break her neck, and I ran to her. However, according to the method, I had to simultaneously burn the creature – “this type of creature is not brought into the worlds, due to its low development and colossal destructiveness,” the training film continued in my head – and catch the girl so that she would not harm herself.
The body slammed its head into the wall at full speed. I caught it just before it hit. She began to have convulsions: “Don’t choke me, don’t choke me, don’t choke me…” – her eyes are now blue, now black.
“Look at me!”! ! I was shouting in a whisper – people in the hallway could probably hear the scuffling. “Look at me, I’m with you!”! ! Push him away, push him out, do you hear me?!!!
The flash of her convulsions almost took my eye out. I held her by the shoulders. The convulsions began to weaken.
I was reconnecting to her mind, searching for her personal flow – this flow is vital to restore.
– I can hear you – " a girl’s voice answered, and a startled face with blue eyes turned to me:
– I hear you… I can feel you… " and began to cry.
***
It took us both a few minutes to recover. It turned out that the creature had completely blocked, but not disabled, her consciousness. Everything that happened to her, she saw, but was locked inside her own body, as if in a case.
The strange black-brown gleam in her eyes was gone. Never again did her eyes turn black after that incident. My hands were shaking for a couple of hours. I still gave her the tests.
***
A few months later, she came to me again in a confused state: “Now I write some strange symbols! ‘All day,’ she said, and held out the paper. I can’t stop! Is this an obsession again?”
***
After that session, young people began to get acquainted with her quite often, and, since she worked in a prestigious place, her personal life now changed rapidly: she had both beautiful productive communication and romantic tryouts. I suggested that she wait at least a couple of months for a serious relationship: to get used to her new self.
***
There was a scribble on the paper she was holding. Holding tightly and a lot. I asked her to write something short and handed her a sticker.
She drew the symbols. They didn’t look chaotic. They had a system, and I suddenly ran my hand over them.
In my mind, it was as if someone spoke quickly…
I moved my hand very slowly again, hovering over each sign and writing down the words as I went.
Here is the phrase that turned out:
The great ones rise to the sky with equal ease and sink into the mud.
“Write again,” I said. More scribbling. Word by word is forming in my head again:
When the world is born, it never stands on its feet.
– More.
The solitude of the one rushing towards the goal is filled with grace.
“Let’s do something else.”
Success plays the games of fate with a child’s passion.
***
Oh my God! I can’t write generalizations on this level! It was so beautiful and bright. I also tried to draw the signs. My hand, slowly adjusting, began to write on the sheet:
I finished. Then the words began to form in my head by themselves:
Change begins when there is an end to tears and doubts. They speed up – if inspiration comes. Let changing your life be akin to an exciting game!
This is a message to me, I realized.
***
From that day on, and for several months after, hymns, songs, nursery rhymes, and just poems in that language rang in my head.
The music – grand, like hymns and marches, did not leave me for a moment. And the phrases themselves repeated in my mind, when a person asked me for help and sat down in front of me on a chair.
The energy flow, clean and bright, enhanced by ancient sayings, was ten times stronger than my usual level of energy supply.
Each symbol corresponds to the elements of the human genetic code, and each of them restored the human consciousness with great speed and correctness.
It was an ancient dialect that the Mentors called “intergalactic.”
***
2012.
I was also shown that, unlike the two-dimensional symbols of modern languages, this language has a three-dimensional structure, distributed over the levels of energy flows and the connections between them.
For two years I practiced with interest. Until one of my friends noticed that my adverb is very similar to the video posted on the Internet. That’s how I learned about the Senzar language.
Only in 2014, I went to a website where a woman reads a message in this language. Some of the phrases and the phrases she used were already familiar to me. The symbols that she wrote were identical to those that my client wrote.
I copied one of the pages of the text and “translated” the first column, wondering: why was this text shown to me?
Didn’t THEY have a more popular person who could get this message out to more people than me?
Why would I, a minor psychologist and an extremely complex sociophobe, who lives on books, be entrusted with such a wealth – because no one will appreciate this material, since I do not have the necessary influence to distribute it.
***
I called the owners of the site, and they confirmed that my attempt to “translate” is the first intelligible one. Before that, the text could not be deciphered. The Senzar language died 700 years ago, its logic was lost.
In my Internet resources, this text is posted everywhere, but not everyone, as practice has shown, is able to understand it.
For the first two years after the publication, my clients, one after another, asked me to explain its fragments. Some were very offended that I “write so incomprehensibly”. And only since 2016, this text began to be understood independently.
Now it has the largest audience in Zen compared to my other publications. But there are only two reviews: one is strange, the other is almost negative.
I am very interested in what you, my reader, will see in it. But I decided that I would probably explain some of the paragraphs in this book.
The pure text, without my remarks, can be found on my pages on the Internet.
REVELATIONS OF THE HIGHER ONES
Stop, brothers! Clear your mind to open the gates of knowledge of the infinite universe. Release your knowledge to the search for the ultimate life-creating truth.
We suffer endlessly from your attempts to self-destruct and search for ways to collapse ourselves.
It is possible to stop the processes of self-destruction through the study of the essence of the layers of consciousness of the planet, identical to the essence of human consciousness [initiation/incarnation/structure].
***
Wherever the words are in square brackets-I did not have a suitable term for the right concept. Therefore, in parentheses, a figurative series of the most closely related concepts is presented. The text in parentheses is read as a conceptual Monoblock.
Initiation is the entrance to the highest self-realization and usefulness to the World. There are initiations which are activated automatically as the life support system matures. They are, as you understand, marked in psychology as age-related crises. But in fact, each such transition opens up a new layer of access and energy levels and can completely change a person’s life.
From incarnation to incarnation, a certain layer of potential for this realization and garbage accumulates at each energy level. It happens that this “garbage”, like a time bomb, opens together with the formation at the energy transition and can lead to life-threatening situations or extremely bright luck.
Quantity to quality-that’s the motto of transitions. Only the hidden layers of information and programs brought from past lives have a very large weight here.
The structure is the structure of the “Human"system. I described it further in the text. We shall continue.
***
Everyone on this planet is able to achieve the highest level of knowledge, akin to God, taking the path of changing the worldview.
The currents of the Universe, passing through you, still preserve the nature of your bodies from inevitable mutations. However, this is not an endless process.
***
In general, everything here is also familiar, just for a second you need to imagine it: everything is energy. The vast universe is a single current. Part of it is our galaxy. Part of the galaxy is our system. We are part of the system. The main thing is that all energy moves with a single speed and at a single pace.
Therefore, we are built like this and remain like this, no matter what.
***
You are trying to bleed out your races by combining them into a common energy flow, which will irrevocably lose the valuable keys of self-rebirth.
The pure blood of the Initiates should not interfere with each other, and interracial marriages should be excluded.
Stop the slaughter of the planet’s indigenous peoples, who carry the powers of this world on their shoulders. Their energy flows are too unique to be carelessly destroyed.
Renounce the cult of death and look ahead. Understanding the infinity of your life, even for a hundred centuries to come, will cool your fervor of destruction.
You will be born on your planet until the full cycle of incarnations is complete, even if it is burning with fire because of your fault; it is painful to restore its flows, even if the energies will embody you as freaks or monsters.
***
This is my favorite piece.
The cult of death – that’s how the story turned out: we all live in fear and expectation of death. Some consciously, some not. And death-as a phenomenon-is not what it seems at all. Each of us has had contact with the dead at least once in our lives, there are those who talk, there are even those who have access to the world of the dead. And in the reverse order: people receive messages from the world of the dead, and the different levels of disembodied transformational worlds, to which our life support Systems move after rejection of their material bodies, now and then intersect with our usual reality, and in the closest layers even duplicate them.
The world of the dead, of course, has its own laws and its own bandits. However, those who we call ghosts are mostly just a little scared,” disembodied " [sorry, left without a body] for a while for the purpose of renewal, but not fully aware of this, people. You do not need to offend them or burn them out, they also do not need to be rude. If you’re afraid of them, tell them you can’t help them. If you feel sorry for them, pray and ask for a stream of light for them: this is a kind of elevator for moving them.
We are all just energies of different densities that make up the thoughts and fantasies of our planet.
No one will move to any other planet, because we are all the consciousness of our World. Thoughts cannot move separately from the body to another brain. And even if the body is in complete pain, thoughts will still be born in their head, complementing the painful delirium.
We will suffer, but we will still arise on our planet until it is completely destroyed.
***
Come to your senses! Your world cannot become a desert, because your prototypes will remain in it, coming to the dead earth in their turn, even if the day cannot change into night, and the landscape will be solid sand.
The denial of the laws of life has never led a race so far from true development. We are watching you, but we are afraid to interfere, because the canvas of your mental spaces has changed too much [drained, plastered, blackened]. To restore it by force means to destroy your psyche, since your idea of the worlds is fundamentally contrary to the ideas of development.
***
This was unexpected for me. Before the activation, I felt that something was not quite right in our world, but I realized that everything was not as it should be, much later. And it’s not just our belief in dying, or our lack of understanding of God.
The most unpleasant thing is that our World has lost a lot of energy somewhere, and its body can be compared to the body of an anorexic: the metabolism is so disturbed that harmless food cannot be absorbed and perceived as toxic, and special food must be created anew. This causes the energy layers of reality to “stick together”. And since each layer carries its own energy code and the realization of life phenomena, it turns out that in the fused layers, the elements of the codes are mixed, and accordingly, the concepts of people living in these layers are destroyed and replaced.
From this arises our biggest problem: our excessive autonomy [the realization of freedom to complete solitude] and savagery [analyzing what is in front of our noses, and mindlessly consuming for pleasure]. There is nothing wrong with this in the philosophy of our civilization.
In our civilization, it is customary to live once, focusing on the material, at best, adhering to the fictional boundaries of a far-fetched conscience. The criteria for all this is blurred.
In fact, a blind man must first choose his life position, then have time to take some place in the food chain, but in the end, everything will remain here, and he will disappear, at best, protecting his own offspring. Blindly and not for myself, according to incomprehensible criteria in ugly traditions.
Don’t judge me harshly now. I exaggerate on purpose. I try to find the words to express as accurately as possible the feeling that comes to a person in moments of comprehension of reality.
But it shouldn’t be this dark. We are not children who grew up in the wild and used to shit where we live. We try to keep ourselves in order. Only how? Nothing is clear. And there’s still so much shit going around.
Now imagine that everyone will see the light at once. They will see other people’s thoughts and machinations, their true partners, what awaits them in the future, who has shat on them and who will shit on them; lies in promises, true motives, the system of interaction at any level, no matter where they look. The pain caused will be everyone’s pain.
Secrets will disappear, and in their place will come a comprehensive knowledge of what is really there. In all the details.
Many will go completely mad. Someone will go into psychosis in fear of the future. Frustration and massive amounts of indigestible information will crush the psyche of many people with a modern upbringing. Add to this the hundreds and thousands of memories of previous incarnations that are activated in consciousness from the memories of the wrong death. Everything will become transparent: the bad and the good, the funny and the scary.