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Victor Kostrykin is one of the most famous and trusted. UFO contactees. Contact V.P. Kostrykin confirmed by many leading ufologists of our country and the world. Victor Petrovich was a participant and speaker of an international conference “Dialogue with the Universe”, held in Germany in 1990, speaker Ural World Congress held in the USA. Until 1962, I little believed in the existence of unidentified flying objects, while he himself did not see one august summer night. It happened in the village Blagoveshchenka Prokhladnensky district of Kabardino-Balkaria approximately in 22 hours Watching the satellites, I suddenly saw a very high bright the luminous point of the first magnitude. Rhythmically changing brilliance, but without flickering, she moved across the horizon in the northeast direction from the Main Caucasian Range on a very strange zigzag trajectory. The object was moving fast. Did not fit into our concept of physics changing direction of motion strictly under right angle. Any terrestrial object at this speed and turns will collapse. So there is no inertia? And if there is no inertia, then not there must be mass. But if there is no mass, then there is no time! Everything is strange this … Struck by an unusual mystery, I watched for 5-7 minutes. To me then was 33 years old. From this moment began research, analysis, new observations that, combined with my other work and observations, and subsequently with the most incredible events, like I believe, led to a number of separate clues and new puzzles. Then in Blagoveshchenka I remembered my childhood and grandmother, who told that before the revolution they saw that they were flying over Nalchik fireballs. So, I began to look more and more into the starry sky. He began to calculate his forecasts of UFO visits. First on mine dozens of people saw them, then hundreds, thousands and even tens of thousands of people. Often organized for observations forays into the mountains. But a group of observers, especially not prepared, there is already a company that broke free from the clutches of the city on the bosom of nature. It was definitely fun, but more sat around the fire or fishing rods and looked at the floats rather than looking at the sky. Therefore, he began to walk himself. This is not to say that, having set off on an odyssey, I had no fear at all. However, interest suppresses thoughts of danger. So it was on the night of July 6-7, 1968. Got to mountain village Khushtosyrt in the Chegem gorge. Hushtosyrt in Translated from Balkar means Khushtov Upland – the ridge. From The village climbed alpine meadows beyond the Chegem waterfalls. Why chose this particular area? Yes, because it is in this part of the sky often saw a UFO. Late in the evening, he settled on the heap. Was streaming pleasant smell of fresh hay. It’s safer after all, more convenient, you can lie on your back and view the entire sky. And the stars so amazing! Of course, I’m not even talking about any contacts dreaming. He simply looked aloofly into the depths of the Universe. I expected of course, see the span visually, if only lucky, to make sure once again that the forecast is correct. (Already then I became put UFO routes on the map of the republic, and began to appear interesting patterns). It was about three in the morning. All of a sudden I saw a meteorite falling steeply, unusually bright. Then brightness disappeared and further decline continued almost nearby, accompanied by smoky “little villas”. From surprise, I got up dumbfounded by the sight, and then sat on the hock, for some reason, waiting the explosion. Silence … Vigilance mobilized. And after, quite nearby, from where the forest was, I felt a terrifying look. I looked. Meters in 100-150 I see, it seemed to me, on man, but stands calmly. I instantly slipped from the top my observation post, rushed to the run. Thought it looking burning almasti, which in Kabardian means a forest man (snow). For some reason, he frantically concluded that from our technology with her accident caught fire dozing Almasty, and now to me for all this will have to answer. In a hurry, I even forgot stockpiled explosive packets, grabbed into the mountains for protection. But I was stopped. To leave left me. Neither move legs nor raise arms. Absolutely not hurt, no and goosebumps. Own hair on the head and on the whole body rose, as if electrified. Cold sweat appeared on his face, quickened heart was beating, clear consciousness. Soon a state of stiffness and oppressive fear gone. The confusion was replaced by an extraordinary lightness in the whole body and mobility. Heard my name and I went to the call. There was a huge size behind the hillock the disk apparatus is undoubtedly metallic and unearthly origin, light colors. Portholes shone around the perimeter. Approaching, I considered that these were not portholes at all, but simply open round pipe outlets. Portholes that exist in our concepts, there is absolutely no. The radius of the pipe went into the depths of the apparatus, and outside they glowed with some special light milky tint. The pipes went to the center, like spokes from the rim to wheel hub. A strange light in places circled the body, as if obeying the magnetic field. It seemed that the metal apparatus is, as it were, in a light cocoon. Me met a creature that we are like, with a few exceptions. Flaming fiery still ran through his silver jumpsuit glare, and then they went out. The creature has the same hands with five toes, feet and so on. Growth, like mine, or a little taller. (Later they explained that a person, in such conditions, perceives the world around in a distorted form that their real height – 6 meters! They can even compress space, or vice versa – expand it). The clothes are light, and from the head and hands came some kind of glow, especially noticeable outside the ship. The figure is slim, thin, normal proportions, power-law movements, slow-motion, one might say majestic. Really dislike when with them talking loudly or waving hands. I was stopped repeatedly with the words: “Speak quietly. Do not wave your arms.” Gesture I was invited to enter. I crossed the threshold where all ends earthly power, and possibly our three-dimensional dimension. In the compartments was warmer than at that time in the alpine meadows. My feet tread muffled. The light inside the device is soft, not at all reminiscent of either electric, nor our daylight. There are no sharp shadows in the room. Shine, rather, closer to the natural daytime, like milk, falls from above, I didn’t see the sources or don’t remember. In the depths of the wall stood remotes, colored signals blinked. Furniture or other items come out and go under the floor or into the walls. There are no blinds on the wall at all or gate valves, but the wall can diverge and a screen appears, it’s me saw. Here I noticed several more figures, there were five in all. All they are dressed identically and similar to each other, like twin brothers. Earlier and hence I call THEM in capital letters. According to THEIR achievements worthy. My glee tended to pour out at the sight of surrounding, so unimaginable. Heads are big, in front oval-elongated. Faces seemed pretty and somehow special. Immediately the impression was that THEY were looking at you and they even know what you think. No hostility or curiosity on their part. The biggest feature are eyes. They are large and spaced at an angle. They seem to see equally in face and in profile. Such a wide-angle view is very scary. Perhaps it is needed at superlight speeds. Perhaps our vision is less than perfect. I do not draw any conclusions. There is something, as it seemed to me, in the bird’s eye. Crowns the head a product, it seemed to me, of gold and stones; front like skullcap, and on the side – like a cap. This is a transponder conversational thoughts in the distance. Soon, to his considerable to surprise, I discovered that there were no jewelry on the clothes; no scarring stitches, not even buttons or seams, fasteners or buckles. there is similarity of folds at the ends of sleeves, trousers, neck, belt. White clothing with brilliance. Soles seen thick, like our micropores. Other I did not have to observe outfits. Hair is short but seem gray for some reason, although faces have absolutely no wrinkles and look very young. Introduced himself. Said I’m Caucasian chaldon (a man from the Don), a resident from among the indigenous. This very minute received an answer that in the Caucasus there are only four indigenous nationalities that the rest of the peoples are alien or mixed. Listed them. Their names are theirs or ancient, and only reminded I have the word Svans, although Svans call themselves Khevsurs. They even indicated the location of each group, but I did not remember. On me made a strong impression and unusual appearance, and power in motion, some kind of firmness, expediency, sheer confidence. In conversation with a person used extraordinary connection when heard inside the head. I tried cover with your palms, plug both ears with your fingers, make turns and tilts of the head. I hear it anyway. But the direction of the sound source stable and does not change from a change in the position of the head. Questions ask your own language. Restrained and quiet. The answers are clear, clear, without further ado. In the purest modern Russian language. IN for verification purposes, from my “bell tower”, I asked if it was possible speak Kabardian or German. A dialogue took place: – A Do you know these languages better? – Not. – Then speak Russian. For us There is no language problem. They turn not to “you”, but to “you”, but very polite and correct. Voices are young and vary in timbre and direction. The emotional state is felt. Respect witty, healthy humor. When they talked to me, it’s not even parted lips. As if a hidden translator acted, but the timbres and intonation is different. So, there was a direct linguistic thought, strictly oriented by correspondent. So this is not a fantasy modern science fiction writers, but reality. We talked to each other on some strange language. I remember the word “Tayla-Layla”. Me asked to sit in a very comfortable chair and said already in Russian: “Now our way to the mountain,” – and one showed in the direction where it is Elbrus (In 1970, on the fifth of August in circulation under bilateral they have again used the word “Taila-Laila”. Later by chance on the map found Mount Laila near Elbrus and the city of Mestia – 4010 meters above sea level. I don’t know what THEY meant, maybe perhaps they called me that, but perhaps this mountain). But back to the events of that unusual night. While in the chair, he again drew attention to the original rectangular plate above the entrance to another compartment. The tablet seemed made of gold, and on it colored stones. Picture something meant. Then two Creatures approached me, looking like Twins. In the arms of one, at the very elbows were dressed black gloves. Here I drew attention to the hands. They were different grace. The fingers are elongated, thin. The hand is even beautiful. Gloves as if made to order. No wrinkles folds. The material was striking in its quality. On gloves surprising property there was absolutely no gloss or glare. Absolutely black. I looked at the approaching not without fear and alertness. I think that they are still up to? Suddenly start to gut now? Meanwhile THEY took my left hand, turned palm edge, took the thumb and to the place between the thumb and with a forefinger in a gloved hand they brought a shiny device. A moment, and a piece of my skin appeared on the instrument. And on the hand turned out to be a red triangle of 6×6 mm. There was no pain or blood absolutely. And immediately before the eyes of the wound began to heal. Then, emboldened, I said: “I know what kind of gloves and why they, “because he accepted their appointment, as did our medical ones. In the answer did not say a word to me. Suddenly a hand in a black glove, with all five fingers, began to sink into my rib cage. With wide eyes I contemplated a strange sight. For hands in there was no skeleton or muscles for the glove; the obstruction and my shirt, which was on me. I’m completely not felt pain and no other sensations. When the glove deepened and touched my heart, then I cried out in pain. Gloved hand quickly emerged back. No place left at the site of entry traces or blood. The mind is incomprehensible! Until that moment, my heart naughty. THEY immediately found the defect and fixed it. THEY can do abdominal surgery without blood. How to explain such transformations, I I was already afraid to find out, but asked why I needed skin. They replied that a large source of information was recorded there. It turns out from such a patch you can grow several human bodies. THEY ARE told me that people themselves began to seriously harm their shell, your body. In some distant generation, ours shell – the body will not meet the requirements and will not will be able to fully perform life functions. Annual increase in background influences; radioactive, chemical, vibrational, informative – not very noticeable now, very disastrous for the future. The term of that future is in their control. The destructive dose increases rapidly. On all continents, not only people, but also animals are regularly taken samples – samples. So the huge genetic fund. At all visits, they treat everything very carefully. Despite the fact that they are often trying to fire. But there is visitors, unfortunately, are of the opposite type. Both opposites conflict with each other. But here we are talking about good visits. THEY often visit reserves: Caucasian, Astrakhan, Askania-Nova and others. Hence the frequency of observations in such places are record. THEY said that the radioactive elements uranium and plutonium, being in an oxidized state, are as if connected by hands and feet. We are now stubbornly doing what we remove these fetters. And then the substances begin to “dance” – and feet, and hands, that is, show radioactivity. These figurative expressions give a vivid idea. But this is not enough. “Dancing” Soviet uranium, plutonium, etc., send their greetings to the American, and so Further. “Radioactive” is not only “dancing”, but also hold on long arms for each other, all the more so for that we hands to the “radioactive”. And the worst is expected ahead, because it turns out there is a critical weight of large masses, which can lead to the greatest explosion and destruction of the planet. Everything radioactive interacts, wherever it is: in a bomb, in a reactor, in a warehouse, etc. We humans are already close to this a large critical mass, and they are under their control. Like all strategic objects. Since we are able to do no harm only to myself, but also to others on Earth and in Space. I continued to sit in in the same chair, and as if in a dream, I remember how to my eyes brought up a black oblong rectangle. Surely some device. From the orbits of my eyes began to crawl out, swim out some smooth, bluish glow. Rotating the eyeball could see steady light. Then THEY examined my big birthmark on the calf of the right leg. Found a spot on my forehead just above nose bridge. Prior to this, he himself did not pay attention to him. Purpose of similar research has remained unsolved for me. Told them that they, apparently live a long time somewhere in the neighborhood – the answer was approximately such: “Not only not in the neighborhood, but further and very far away.” Here aliens gave a block of information about themselves. They live in big star inhabited country adjacent to our galaxy. there is between our Galaxy and their country is the corridor along which they make flights. Spaceship fuel – conventional water that can burn slowly, thereby causing movement huge ships, similar in structure to crystals. Aliens in in comparison with us, their country lives for a very long time. If you take a cycle the average earthling, then his life is approximately one minute of an alien’s life, in our understanding of time. All earthly civilizations are prone to catastrophic destruction associated with large cycles and rhythms of a cosmic nature. The development of them civilization is not overshadowed by such factors and is preserved by force knowledge. However, the aliens are surprised that the earthlings, without waiting large cycles, they themselves are trying to destroy and eliminate everything living on the planet. This THEM bothers and attracts attention, Forcing continuous monitoring of processes occurring on earth. Having learned the information, I said: – Now I I see your favor and do not doubt it, but why on Earth is there a place for evil? – In many ways, the people themselves are guilty. And besides, there is another world, but hidden from your eyes. – Can I see him? -Now you will see firsthand. I was asked to leave the device. Scenery turned out to be different than at the meeting. A valley or gorge was also surrounded majestic, virgin mountains. It was a deep night, stars flickered and were large and bright. They pointed me aside a stone, on which I sat down, and THEmselves left. Ten meters, directly opposite me, a huge figure suddenly appeared that seemed to consist from the darkness itself. She resembled a human, but the creature was some shaggy, or so it seemed to me. Figuratively speaking, it it looked like a bag with legs, head and arms. How did it arise, I did not notice. He turned towards the apparatus, which simply disappeared, and when, I also did not notice. The black creature on two legs moved straight at me, stretching out terrible hands forward. I froze. Body numb. A thought flickered; “THEY hid, hid, leaving me to tear this monster apart. “Hands and feet turned out to be paralyzed. He turned to Orthodoxy for help, then to Arabic to Islam and again to Orthodoxy. Because I’m baptized Christian, then during World War II my grandmother and mother taught prayers. The war is over, thank God, we survived. A prayers began to be forgotten. So this time, I immediately remembered them: “Our Father, if you are in heaven …” Then he completely forgot. And this the monster stopped. I think feverishly: “Yeah, that’s what it is afraid. “But after standing, the black whopper rushed forward again. Then he thought with lightning speed that maybe in this situation it is better Muslim prayers. At one time I was lucky for the good old mentors. And I said: “Besmelyagi Rahman Rahim”, – it’s like “Lord save me.” The creature stopped. But since I fell silent, it again clumsily moved in my direction. I didn’t have to take breaks in prayers, but I didn’t know then. Did not understand that conversion with faith is an omnipotent means. And said the following: “Lail laha il Allah, in Muhammad Rasul il-lah”, – “No God, except Allah, and Magomed is his Prophet. “The monster again became, in a ditch. I fell silent, and it again insistently moved towards me, raising my shaggy hands in my direction. Then I said again: “Our Father, be thou in heaven.” I remembered further: “Hallowed be the Name Yours. ”Suddenly to the left, above the ground, a bright light dot appeared. She rapidly began to grow up and in breadth, and, having reached the size orange, suddenly, turning around, formed a new figure, too being. A little taller than a human, graceful, all made up of even, inextinguishable light. Graceful contours viewed clearly, the details merged. With the exception of the head, everything is like in humans. Head in a pose “above the head” – exactly like the equatorial half a month. The bright creature resembled a bird man. When it turned around completely, the black creature crashed silently about the earth, as if defending itself. Before me stood perfection itself from Sveta. With a beautiful gesture, a Being from the Light suggested to rise. how only the “bag” stood up, immediately the Being from the Light took a pose readiness and, breaking away from the surface, rushed in an arc to to black. At the same time, it stretched out and seemed to lose shape. Instantly began to describe spiral circles. Passed over the head of the black twisting his neck and legs at the same time. Ringed it, twisting light spiral, which, as it were, divided the black, compressing and enthralling in a cycle. Such an incredible rotation was accompanied rustling, reminiscent of the rustling of matter, or rather, clapping on to the wind of the flag. The grand spectacle of the struggle resembled a fantastic galactic picture. All this rushed at me, with a rustle flashed right over my head and hid in a rock that was behind me. This white-spiral has gone as if knife in butter. Recovering himself, he jumped up and clapped his hands on the stone the wall. The reflex worked automatically, apparently with the aim of determining wall strength. And one more important detail. When unimaginable “whirling” flashed over me, then some kind of engulfing animal fear made them rush away. But, as with the first meeting in Khushtosyrt, legs and arms did not obey. The body was chained amazing numbness. Hair stood up and cold sweat poured a stream. They called me again. As if nothing had happened, the device stood still. And inside of it they later explained to me that black the creature has long lost its bright clothes and since time immemorial not capable of good deeds. That it is also indestructible and can shrink, infiltrate and cause evil to all living things that he does not have access to the aircraft. Explained that light dots and balls accompany people. Watch reinforced patrol even for astronauts in flight. Under constant control all strategic facilities are located. … I woke up early morning of July 7th. He sat on the straw, or rather, his back to the stack of straw, all wet, apparently from dew. Far below, right in front of you saw a long freeway lane and running cars. Location was familiar, but these were no longer the meadows of Khushtosyrt, where meeting, and Kurkuzhinsky plateau. In Kabardian, Kurkuzhinsky The (Kulkuzhinsky) plateau means: plateau of savage ghosts. Not at first could understand how he ended up here. There was a feeling strange experienced danger and depression, or as if from lack of sleep. Stressing my memory, I remembered that I had gone in the evening in Khushtosyrt, was high in the mountains, behind a rocky ridge, but turned out to be here. Passing the Baksan region, he got into Zolsky. Feelings of reality did not lose either at night or in the morning. Even if some unconsciousness, delirium, then I couldn’t be on my own cross high mountains, stormy rivers and get here. In mind pictures, dialogs, meetings, and images of such unusual ones surfaced Entities. Everything was like reality, not hallucinations, not deception of the senses. On the eve of that day, and indeed in that time was absolutely sober. With me was only mineral water. Fascinated by the experienced, he tried to capture the wealth of impressions. Having gathered, he headed to the freeway, and was soon at home. Here just realized that they just threw me closer to the big the road from where you can get home faster and easier. Through some time a friend brought me to read one of the books Kazantseva. Initially flipped through the pages, looking at the illustrations. AND suddenly I saw very familiar figures. The book cited some drawings on stone, very ancient and recently discovered by one Frenchman in the Sahara Desert. They were carved in ancient times. The group depicted was called the Four Goddesses. If I didn’t know Their properties and the fact that they consist of light, then, probably, on me a cave drawing would not have made much of an impression. Means the ancients knew about these Light Beings! I wanted to immediately tell people about everything. I did not hesitate the strength of memory and the importance of knowing beyond the unknown. But great was the reality misunderstandings. Well, who would take my declaration seriously? What would confirmed? Tried allegorically to outline some familiar moments. They perceived how. So the wall of misunderstanding grew. I began to realize that he had become some kind of stranger to people, although their still loved and respected. For some reason, it began to seem to me that people a lot of time and a lot of effort is not for the good. I was sorry people, and himself with his thoughts. I wanted privacy for reflection. I began to hear the thoughts of people. And therefore could not use public transport. I walked to work early and home later. Avoid people. Locked in and fell in love with loneliness. Soon, the usual for the fall mass began trips to harvest tomatoes, potatoes, etc. Everything is here together, and why don’t you hear: here’s something to get, get, take hold of, somewhere to steal. Envy, unflattering reviews of some people friend about friend, although in general they are not so bad people. Natural for at that time there was a “round table” on the grass for a common meal with compulsory booze. And how heated passions after alcohol! Therefore, I retired, I felt sorry for my colleagues, I was worried about it and rooting for them with a soul. The jokers shouted to me with a mockery: “Hey saint father! Come to us, we will pour you a glass of wine … “Very, very difficult relations developed among relatives and close people. Almost everyone saw ANOTHER, but this is scary. I wanted to scream to everyone: “People, come to your senses, stop! Respect each other! Help to each other! “At that time I absolutely did not know what a person has centers (chakras), on which much depends, and with their disclosure open up superpowers. And so it began to happen to me unbelievable, what THEY did not warn about when contacting. At exposure to strong energy opened chakras. And with me miracles happen, of which there were many witnesses. I began to hear what people speak among themselves at a great distance from me. Has become hear through concrete walls and floors. I read periodically rather, I heard people’s thoughts. Could find lost or hidden items. I do not like playing cards at all, but then always I won. I was annoyed by the curious, but played no more than three time. He opened the locks if he stuck a key. Look and thought stopped the operation of the internal combustion engine, or did not allow starting the motor. The dash was able to release a series of bullets in ten and next, of course, aiming. Everything was discovered by chance and repeated many times. Sometimes I felt a delicate aroma of the unknown flowers, and sometimes, on the contrary, intolerable bad smells. I became obey animals and birds. Even the evil chain didn’t touch me a dog that, on the contrary, caressed and licked my hands. Is always I am kindly talking with animals and birds, and it seems to me that sometimes they understand the words well. I became like their translator. These experiments on numerous requests were repeated. Birds me now Do not be afraid, if I am alone, trust. Sit on your hands, shoulders, head. I couldn’t relieve headache or toothache by manipulating my hands difficult, and patients have always been. Several times by non-contact method stopped the bleeding. He began to lift and heal seriously ill patients, which the doctors refused. Immediately after Contact I felt disgusted to eat meat. Rather, he could not. Especially could not stand the smell of fried. He didn’t eat meat and fish and felt good. Chakras (centers) arbitrarily opened and also closed. I did not know, how to consolidate, and even more develop superpowers. There were Negative effects of Contact. Teeth began to decay one by one to others. About leaching of calcium then had no idea. Also no I had no idea of concentration and meditation. Not less, in a dream, on the astral plane, traveled between the past and the future. Currently, something has been preserved. I remove damage from evil eye, I can heal. I continue to understand birds and animals. Taking advantage a mental scale, a show of hands I determine the radioactivity in microroentgen per hour, or the activity of the Sun in Wolf numbers. Were periods when he foresaw major events in the country, and there are witnesses. Severe misunderstanding thus me I had to become a witness and participant in the most incredible events. An almost irresistible desire caught fire in me: immediately share with by people. At the same time restrained all the unusualness of what he saw, heard and experienced. Who will believe? My contact and communication with unusual Creatures somehow accelerated one development, He believed that it was similar to UFO radiation, with the subtle nature of radiation. I decided that it was simply criminal to keep silent. In the spring of 1969 got the first results in practice. There was already a correspondence with scientists, including from Dubna. To speed up the decision right on place, gathered for ten days in Moscow at his own expense. There wanted to meet with Felix Yurievich Siegel, with whom he was in correspondence. I thought it necessary to tell about my Contact with an eye on eye, so as not to look like a black sheep and avoid sensations, as the events and facts that hit me went beyond ordinary. Thought to find advice, recommendations. But … ended up in Moscow in mental institution where, for no reason at all, me kept for 50 days! Of course, nothing antisocial is not committed. At that time, even the word UFO was banned, getting ready replacing it with AAA … It’s hard to remember. But my whole life has changed. And the blows of fate did not stop. Siegel never Meets. He went on vacation with his family. With other scientists too Meets. In the first 10 years, he “froze” the descriptions of events. Described samizdat only in 1979. Years of stagnation lasted another ten years, but they did not dull creative activity. Face to to the invisibles A lot of water flowed away while peace was settled and pain passed from such a terrible stagnant blow. Slowly, set to work again problems that interest me. Received letters, they called me at people encouraged the meeting, advised not to give up hobbies, but show determination and perseverance. By my calculations, another visit was expected from July 31 to August 3, 1970. Again an attractive force pulled into the mountains. And again I headed for the old route to his haven near the village of Khushtosyrt. July 31, 1970 year in the evening was in place. Settled down on the mop comfortably and passionately had special hopes for a meeting, although there was not much confidence. But at about 10 p.m. everything was repeated exactly as in the summer 1968 year. This time he didn’t run away, but he was scared of surprise. I thought if they would take me away this time and take me somewhere far far away? There was no numbness. Explicitly heard Arabic speech, turned to me. My knowledge of the Arabic language is negligible. I was convinced that it was just Arabic speech words, for example, “marhab” – “hello.” And also because followed by a real, beautiful, viscous singing of the muezzin with everyone at intervals. The singing continued until slowly approaching a new another test. Everything was the same as two years ago, and the same “vilyushki” in the sky. The disk device has nobody. Nobody seemed to me did not met. But THEY began to call me by their last name: Kostrykin. Pilots were not visible inside. Muffled, enchanting music. The disk device was sitting on the “belly”, and there is no way to enter it amounted to labor. Left inside, at the entrance, his equipment, passed deep into the ship. Nobody. Immediately noticed the entrance to the neighboring and such same bright compartment. I went there with the goal and hope to see pilots – “twins.” But as soon as I was at the entrance, I heard voice: “There is nobody there.” This voice undoubtedly belonged to the woman. However, he managed to look into another compartment. He was the same mind: spacious, without any piles, nothing more. AND there really was nobody there. THEY do not leave for a long time apparatus-ship and almost never excommunicated from it. I hoped for it when I was waiting. I felt uneasy. Involuntarily, in the earth, for some reason thought of a trap. Become an inmate in such a perfect apparatus, among the invisible, over which even time has no power, to me it was scary. Turned back. I saw an open book. She lay on the table, attracting attention. The signs went in columns and reminded roughly of our shorthand. Pages not flipping and not I know the material of manufacture. He began to compare images with objects known to me, animals. There is such a technique for memorization. It was impossible to remember everything. Later in the drawings I cited 12 characters remembered because of their simplicity. what indicate two of the figures given, asked and remembered The rest were decrypted and corrected later. Lay near detailed strange maps of the starry sky. All details are not possible. to remember. Some moments in memory are preserved more clearly, others worse. I felt very clearly that they were watching me, watching, but did not see anyone. Constantly heard muffled, charming, smooth unobtrusive music. For some reason, my originality rushed to the memory of the sign I called “pouch.” I asked, pointing a finger: – What does this sign mean? – Inhabited section of the universe, – he heard in response. Crosses appeared in the text, moreover, they had a difference in styles. Further drew attention to a sign I called a crocodile. – This sign looks like a crocodile, but it resembles something unpleasant. – This is a symbol. life, and denotes two connected galaxies. – Sorry generously my misunderstanding. But I think if two are connected galaxy, then it will be a symbol of death, but not a symbol of life. “True, but not quite.” Galaxies are striving for rapprochement, and at very large intervals close to each other. Connect in pairs, death occurs, but not in your understanding. Relocation, destruction, creation, exchange, then they are removed. Such is the great Mother Nature … So it was, it is, and it will be so many times. As they explained, man is a complex being, his the shell is a mortal body, but in it an essence that cannot be destroyed time, no other factors. Consistent with time, place and circumstances, each individual reveals, shows opportunities, embedded in his Bright Being, the original “I”. Moreover, THEY talked about some old convention. – So man continues to remember his life, even when he is buried? – Bury shell. And the essence is alive. – can i get some evidence? “Now you will hear the dead and know their feelings.” Invisibly before me began those who had recently lost of life. There were several of them. Here are some. I repeat, I have not seen them, but I heard exclamations and experiences. The first was a woman with a young in a voice that terribly wailed, at the same time she called the name of her beloved: “Kolya, you loved me, Kolya, you killed me.” Apparently, she was the victim of some cruel or absurd tragic incident. After it was followed by men and women who, after death, led Cheerfully and cheerfully. Some were given the impression that when their lives they were sentenced to death, whether fettered a disease. Having lost life in the body, and at the same time fear or illness, now they sang merrily, danced and did not skimp on raptures. Even made plans. It turns out that the souls of dead people are different. There are such, who fully survived the age. There are afflicted dead under some circumstances. There are restless. There are fallen to the very bottom. It, this bottom, is, and they gave me the opportunity to hear the voices of those who live there. I hesitate to write about them. I counted several categories. Worse for those who failed life path, but already ended up as if at the station without a ticket, and indeed his “train” will not come soon. Even worse for suicides. To the question about Christ was followed by powerful choir singing, without musical accompaniment, choir of male and female voices. They sang a hymn Mary. You can’t listen to him indifferently – goosebumps, and from eye tears. It is indescribable! It looks like an Orthodox church singing. As I have been explained, a man is free in his actions, but there are certain framework. Explained that, for example, will not go anywhere neither the killer nor his victim, that in the end everyone will receive his own affairs. As for the truth, it is one for all, whether you are a believer or atheist, representative of any nationality. True, this is a measure good and evil to society, through deeds is improving personality. At that time, and indeed even when I wrote in 1979, I did not know at all any occult literature, therefore the information was a revelation to me. I can’t judge deeply, but, as I understand it, in some way life remotely resembles hockey match broadcast on record. Very crude comparison. we we can know the final score of the game, but the situations and details in the very The process of struggle can be different. However, apparently, you can’t to affirm complete fatalism. Nature does not like strict stereotypical repetitions. And so life still resembles as if different combinations of a chess game, the options for which depend on themselves figures and from the environment, the location of other figures. Real life individual individual to some extent determined by his own preceding, but it directs the next. Life is a movie man is an actor. With each new movie, depending on the time, places and circumstances, the skill of the performed role is growing according to talent and role. Therefore there is no and cannot be boring monotony. They asked me my desire. Influenced by a waterfall of impressions that fell on me, I just blurted out: – Is there one shine? – Yes there is. “Then where and who lives there?” That the dead live see, think, remember, I already knew. Saw a Being consisting of Sveta. But again, not everything was clear. – The same people in the same cities. – If there are cities, is it possible to see at least one street? “You will see the street.” No matter how much I delved into the memory, myself I don’t remember the flight process. I found myself really on the street unfamiliar city. And he came to his senses on the go. Apparently this feeling is connected with the transition from another dimension. Walking near unfamiliar pretty young woman. Blond hair fell on shoulders, lines of a figure are correct, eyes are green-blue. She was cheerful, cheerful and confident. She seemed to be 30-35 years old. I came in with an unpleasant sensation that quickly passed. To me it was unusually easy, as if wings had grown behind him. I wanted to sing and jump. Everything was not like a dream. I was wearing mine sandals, trousers and a shirt. The woman guide said, “Here is the street, which you asked. “I heard, as usual, with my ears, i.e. the conversation was not through telepathy. She spoke purely Russian. She smiled a lot. After a long time I analyzed everything. I even thought about that maybe they have some kind of illusion unknown to us, when you can feel like a direct participant in the events. we walked slowly along the sidewalk. A street is like a street, but exceptionally clean as if washed. Breathed easily. The weather was warm, sunny. But I don’t know if the Sun was shining or another star. By our standards, on “terra incognito” was about ten hours. Then I just grabbed that hours not on hand. I looked at the woman guide. In response, she smiled. I wanted to light a cigarette, but I don’t have cigarettes and matches in my pocket it turned out. Found only a handkerchief. Became closer peer at passers-by in the calculation to ask someone to smoke. Not a single smoker, let alone a drunk person, was met. People were like people. Men and women. Dressed, like ours. I did not see sad faces. Some walked along the way, others towards. Some carried small handbags of different styles or appointments. They walked in pairs and alone. The sidewalk is wide, six meters or seven. The sidewalk and roadway are covered with a compound similar to ours. asphalt. There were few people. Even here in Nalchik it’s more crowded. On the some calf rapture came over me. I wanted to consider passers-by, touch the trunks of green trees growing on the sidewalk. The guide woman noticed my impulses, took me under the left hand and, smiling, she said: – Look here do not say that you are from the other world. She raised her left hand and with her eyes pointed to a golden ring with red stone, worn on the middle finger of the left hand. With ring I was introduced before, and I knew what it was. Ring able to replace an entire army! In the small mode it is able to “disconnect” person, or make him execute commands. Asked for a gift. But THEY did not give, saying that, not being able to handle, you can inadvertently cause a lot of evil to people. Calming down, he continued to survey the street. I saw houses, buildings, like ours, no higher than 5-7 floors. City something reminded St. Petersburg, of course, before desolation, that is, when Our historic city was clean and beautiful. Distinguished two styles architecture. More simplified development, but not to the extent as we have now (boxes), and more complex, with the so-called “excesses”, columns, arches, modeling, towers. Carriageway wide. But, strangely, I have not seen a single vehicle. It caught my eye right away, since it’s practically difficult for us cross any street without a shudder. I did not see on that street either single pole with outstretched wires. Never met children or deep old men. I have not seen a single military or policeman, or in another uniform. Not a single dog caught my eye or other animals. A female guide took my arm. I was then younger, and he lived alone. Then I involuntarily escaped: – That would be turned out a couple. – What are you, I’m old … – Wow! Yes no more thirty five. – No, I’m 12 thousand years old. Realized with whom I have business, and was ready to see and believe in the very super stunning. However, somehow he involuntarily raised his his right hand and his finger touched the companion’s hand above the elbow. Body was extremely resilient, young. Everything was above our ideas. They also showed me some kind of laboratory or production. There is something serious busy. Now I’m sure I saw people taken from planet Earth is alive. And therefore the woman guide is strictly warned not to let slip where I came from, otherwise they would have followed questions, because apparently on Earth there were relatives, close friends and friends. And conversations would introduce a certain disharmony. Woke up I am again on the Kurkuzhinsky plateau, on the plateau of Zorevye ghosts. It was the second of August, as he learned when he got home. Thirty hours passed time since the meeting. My watch stood, and the hands showed 10 hours, or rather, 22 hours. They are out of order. Just like two years back, memories began, and it was getting easier of the former. And again, the clothes are very wet. I thought it was from dew. … Three days have passed. Things moved tight at work. Condition was painful. I didn’t want to see anyone. In people’s conversations among themselves on everyday topics began to catch his own criticism, thinking: is that really what a person cares about? Such nonsense! Every now and then I caught myself on the fact that my thought evades classes on service and begins to wander through the acute moments of days past. Had tried match events, do analysis. Something was felt incompleteness of incredible events. At noon on the fifth of August 1970 Years he took out his thermos, laid sandwiches on the table. All these days I didn’t want to eat, especially averted from meat and even smell fried. On that day, there was one Department in his working room. ours was located in the city center. Just about to start a meal, when I heard the calls of the muezzin. I even forgot about the very beginning of the second meeting four days ago when it all started with singing muezzin. Or maybe it was not the Arabic language, but even more ancient? I do not know. At first I thought that youth recorded music on film and amuse. But the sounds did not come from the yard. And only then Khushtosyrt remembered and found a sound source, covering his ears. He proceeded from above. It struck me that I was “found” at work. Through great music in modern rhythms struck a small interval, heard such a tune with them on the ship. A young male voice sang a song in Russian. So far I have realized that the Message is addressed to me, and I understood from whom it comes, the beginning was already fulfilled, and the singing continued. At that very moment I found myself next door little table, grabbed a blank sheet and began to write down text on paper. I started writing not from the beginning, but from the place when I ended up in my hands leaf and pen. I did not have time to record and then said: “I’m sorry me, please repeat. “Immediately without interruption of the melody, was jump to the place where I stopped. So repeated three times. The whole event lasted 10-15 minutes. The message was addressed to me. It was intended, as you can see, to lift the spirit. Your minute won’t be cool. You will burn forever. You you will be eternal and infinite, But only about life you have to sing: Tayla-Layla, Tayla-Laila, Tayla-Laila, la-la-la! Taila Laila, Taila Laila, Taila Laila, la-la-la! You will always be the right people. You will live forever. But only you have to be persistent. His you will carry the truth with difficulty. You will be eternal, eternal, eternal forever by fire. … Faced face to face with the unknown again. Having bitter experience, I did not begin to tell anyone about what happened to me happened. He was silent until the mid-80s. Levitskaya G., Kostrykin V. Contacts with extraterrestrial intelligence. Murmansk, MIPP “North”, 1993.
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