Shaman. The future is approaching

 My dear readers! Thank you for being with me all this time. So the Chapter  "The future is approaching" of my book is finished. For your and my convenience, I combined it into one blog. So in the future we will have fewer links :) 

      Introdiction  Human is an inseparable part of the universe, its energy component. On the planet Earth, he acquires a physical form, develops, passes various life stages, and "dies", leaving its physical shell on the Earth.

  It is easy to see that the environment, where a person comes, exists before him, with him, and will exist after him. That is, we are dealing exclusively with one of the forms of existence of the universe.

  It is naive to think that something, starting from the thinking abilities of the person, laid down by the Creator-Nature itself, and to the scientific and technological achievements that we use every day, is able to influence the harmony of Nature itself.

  Inventing of all the new "human toys" of varying degrees of complexity is all that our EGO is capable of. And all this remains only a way to achieve the main goal - the creation by Nature with the help of human the appropriate environment for himself.
Nature uses the products of our EGO as elements of a pendulum, contributing to its deviation from one direction to the other.

  Undoubtedly, even without these elements, Nature is able to cope with its task, since its internal structure is an endless collection of autonomous open systems of varying complexity.

  And the appearance of a new element, which is a human is, means for the Nature only that this element must be carried and carries in itself a copy of a small universe, supplementing itself with only one of its cells - a cell of varieties.

  The "civilized" human learned about open systems with the point of their bifurcation (choice) relatively recently. But the "ancient" human spied all the features of open systems in Nature itself. Confirmation of this is easy to see in folk ballads, legends, epics, annals, fairy tales, etc.

    Thanks to this observation, the "ancient" person created for himself the ideology of harmony - faith, and then the environment - the micro Universe, which, as expected, should harmonize with the Great Universe.

  New religious trends, at the point of bifurcation of the more ancient, "presented" to humanity new schemes of social existence (empire, state, city, association), which, as modern history shows, are in a state of actively accumulating disharmony. This is also energy, but with a centrifugal force that alienates the human environment from the state of harmony with the Great Universe.

  The so-called "coming" - an epic image of a change in the ideology of social systems, which in fact is just an element of seeking and/or imposing the meaning and form of Creation, but not its essence.

    Periodically, cyclically, people become witnesses of how the tendency to return to the "origins", that is, the period of human existence in relative equilibrium with Nature, is trying to break its way back.

  This process time after time is accelerated or slowed down, necessarily bringing humanity closer to the "dead point" of bifurcation or to the extreme point of energy accumulation that can push the pendulum of Nature to the next movement. Each of the living takes a lively part in this process.

  So everything in this world is perfect!

  And life really never ends. Each generation has its own mission. The mission of our generation is to start the process of materializing the "return to the origins", to the beginning of the "inspiration" of Nature. By the same analogy, the so-called "our era" can be called the "exhalation" of Nature.

    I will not dissemble. Only a small part of people are ready to breathe in unison with Nature. The rest will have to fundamentally change themselves, regardless of social ties and the size of the bank account.

  This we will talk about in the sequel of the story about the shaman.

  Part 1

  A person's life is full of surprises. They "are gifted" to us, as a rule, or by other people or by our own "bad" thoughts. But there are also pleasant exceptions.

    I was already finishing a conversation with one of my regular clients when my mobile phone rang. A stranger called saying that he knew me and asked for an immediate meeting.

  The wait, however, was delayed. I had lunch and ordered coffee with ice cream. I mentally thanked the stranger for being late, because if there was no ice cream, the day would have passed in vain. I turned my head once more to the exit, but there was still no one there. And here is the first surprise! While I was staring at the front door, my guest had already appeared at the table in front of me.

  "You did not say that you are a magician," I blurted out of surprise, instead of greeting.

    "Hello, Morva. Your friend has changed plans and I will entertain you

 " I gazed into the eyes of the new interlocutor. Even old acquaintances seldom call me Morva ... The face and physique of the interlocutor reminded me of someone.

  "So I do not need introduce myself. And how can I address to you?"

  "I'm Tatis, but my name will not tell you anything. I will only say that our meeting ... "

  "Is not casual" - continued I instead of him.

  "Yes. Your insight is known to us. Because of it I'm here."

  "You are not very similar to the extrasensor selection agent for the telecast. But you have a very strong energy. You are not a local ... observer. And how many of you? ".

  The stranger smiled.

  "We are three and we are really not local, and not even from this galaxy."

  "If my wife was sitting next to us, she could not resist her duty question in such situations:" What do you smoke, I also want!"- I laughed. - "Well, you have interested me ... I'm listening to you, what can I do for representatives of extraterrestrial civilization?"
.  "Alex, how do you look, if I, the captain of the starship, invite you to my house?"

  "On which roof of the hotel did you stay?" - I could not quit.

  "We found a parking lot a little higher" - my interlocutor decided to keep up my style of conversation.

  "I hope that for dinner I'm guaranteed to be at home?".

  "Only if you hurry up." - With these words Tatis rose. "I'm glad we agreed." He held out his hand for a handshake.

  "No problem" - his hand was dry and sturdy.

  Still not understanding the meaning of what is happening, and more trusting intuition, I brought him to my Tucson. I sat down at the driver's seat and was surprised when my new friend sat in the backseat.

    "Well, have not changed your mind?" - I heard in my head the voice of a new friend.    "No" - I looked in the rear-view mirror. Tatis was not there .... "And where am I?" I burst out when I found in front of me instead of the steering wheel a semicircular table or console.    "Dear Morva, you are on a spaceship. We were transferred here with your consent by teleportation."

    "So you are Copperfield's brother?" - trying to calm emotions, I asked Tatis who was standing next to me,. His team was here, more precisely, each near his remote control. And with a bow of our heads we greeted each other.

    For my even greater surprise, we really "stood" over the roof of some high-rise building. Transparent body of a manned spacecraft - and it really was it - created the impression of a huge attraction.

  "The expression "feel yourself at home", of course, is not very appropriate here," said Tatis, " we will be in my home exactly in an hour. Firstly we will go through the gateway on the back of your Moon, and from there it's very close. I must explain that we came to Earth to monitor the observance of intergalactic agreements with representatives of different civilizations. This is Ron, and the girl's name is Lakeya. They help me drive the ship. Our work is coming to an end, so I asked permission from the command to invite my old friend to visit my planet, "Tatis finished his speech.

  His words about the "old friend" and "his planet" somehow touched me in a special way. Whom does he remind me of?

  "I understand that for medical experiments I do not fit you"?

  Tatis has generously presented all space with his loud laughter.

  "Then why did my modest person interest such far-off guests?" I asked when the commander calmed down.
 "Morva, I need you" - and after a short pause he added: "However, as always ... I promise, as soon as we arrive at the destination, I will completely satisfy your curiosity."

   Part 2

  In the Moon light a whole galaxy of spacecraft of various sizes and modifications lined up. Everyone was waiting for the permission to go to the gateway of the transportation portal.

  It takes about an hour's to get from here to Alderon Pleiades. For more than 400 light years - not such a small speed, - tried to joke the captain.

  I hardly listened to him. I was amazed at the techno level of the spaceship. The buildings on the Moon, about which they spoke so much on Earth, also looked quite different than I imagined. Everything was a single mechanism, debugged, like a Swiss watch. People from the Tatis team visually were completely immobile. They just stood at the smooth matte desks-consoles, on which there were no drawings, nor any levers or buttons. It seemed that the spacecraft is doing everything on its own, and we are all just passengers.

  I'm sorry that we had to leave your briefcase in the back seat of the car, but with our handshake it was not with you and our teleportation specialists scanned only you. From that moment your holographic copy will be stored in the host computer and we can use it to communicate with you when it is necessary. - said Tatis.

  It's good that they did not scan the briefcase. In it lies the day before yesterday's sandwich, which must surely become ugly. Hardly you would like to have my halo copy with a spoiled sandwich. - I joked.

 The joke was a success and all members of the crew of the spaceship smiled.

  It will be easier to breathe on Alderon, but I would advise you to change. - The commander pointed to the neatly folded clothes that appeared in the teleportation circle.

  I hope we were not wrong with the size, - he added.

  The dressing-room looked more like an extended radial screen. After changing into a combo, I felt much more comfortable. Especially I liked shoes that looked like moccasins. My old clothes disappeared with the booth. Such an exchange has quite arranged me.

    I continued to look at the structure of the spacecraft, but saw nothing but smooth light, separate veneers and, as it were, a "breathing" body. How do they control it?

    You would call it telepathy. We mentally associate with the structure of the spacecraft. It is a biorobot. - Tatis answered my mute question.

  You also feel it, but the range of the amplitude of your thoughts does not coincide with it. In this way, the spacecraft does not "hear" you. - explained the commander.

    The walls were not longer transparent, and I could not understand whether we were standing or moving.

  To look at the Moon was more interesting. - I thought, and immediately remembered, that my thoughts are not a secret for Tatis.

    My new friend smiled and informed me that in a few minutes we will arrive at the destination. The whole ship again looked like a glass ball and before me opened an unforgettable picture of a huge planet, something like Earth.

    It was definitely not Earth, but I was not left with the thought that I was seeing its sister. The planet had a bluish aura with a golden hue. On its surface one could see many individual continents, but without the huge blue of the ocean. The shape and color of the continents also differed from the terrestrial. Far from the planet to which we were approaching, its neighbor was clearly visible, but it was smaller and darker.

    The walls of the spaceship again became tangible. The commander turned to me and congratulated me without a shadow of pathos with the arrival of the Alderon in the constellation Pleiades. For a moment it seemed to me that I was inside an airbus, the captain of which had told passengers about landing at Kennedy Airport. So everything looked ordinary.

    I thanked the crew of the spacecraft for a pleasant journey and was already heading for the exit when I remembered that I was a guest here.

   Part 3

    I was so immersed in my thoughts that I did not notice how we ended up in an underground room where we were invited to a convenient elevator-taxi, which in shape resembled the hull of a spacecraft. The elevator moved horizontally, not touching the surface. A minute later we stopped and Tatis invited me to the exit.

  I live with my family on the Small Mainland, where the families of all specialists in the solar system live. Make yourself at home. - with these words he invited me to the living area of the room, which arose in front of us also suddenly, as the horizontal lift-taxi disappeared.

  A beautiful slender woman, of one height with Tatis, came out to meet us.

  Let me introduce you, this is my wife Tara. Tara, this is our friend Morva. As you can see, I keep my word - the commander introduced us to each other in a some peculiar way.

  Dear Morva, I'm glad to welcome you to our house, - said Tara, and, to my surprise, embraced me as if she knew me for many years.

  Thanks for the warm welcome! I have a feeling that our meeting is not only about the present, but also about the past, - I blurted out embarrassedly.

  Dear friend! Our meeting concerns the future, but it does have a backstory. And so that you do not torment with curiosity, Tara escorts you to the repository of artifacts. - With these words Tatis let his wife go ahead and we went to the wall before which she stopped for a minute.

  Then began amazing things.

  Behind the virtual wall before us opened a hologram of our with Andrew battle with the warriors of the sons of Attila. I experienced anew the fall from my dead horse, and looked at the help rendered to me by my friend as a plot of a Hollywood action movie. I had the opportunity to see the events of antiquity as if from a side. I recognized the faces of the warriors and their commanders. I empathized with them. But the most important thing is the sounds of battle. They conveyed the entire emotional scale of that tragedy.

  At some point, I was ready to rush to help my friend, but then the picture suddenly changed. On the halogram appeared the image of a supper of two men and the boy-teenager. We could hear their calm voices. In one of the men I recognized myself. The second was my friend Larma. We sat by the fire near the river not far from his house and remembered the recent battle. His son threaded the fish on the poles and placed them around the fire. It was the day when Larma has presented me his sword. It hung on the wall in my house until my death, and Larma soon died in battle with the Varangians. From these memories my eyes became wet ...

    The next - scene of a dialogue between a KGB officer and Academician Armatov near the entrance to the underground city of ancient Kiev. It ended with the unsuccessful attempt to save the academician from arrest, during which the officer was killed.

  Panoramic halograms succeeded each other without regard for time sequence, as if they wanted to confuse me. For the first time I clearly realized that not only the events themselves were important, but their energy charge, a string of emotions experienced, the intensity of passions. Especially I was struck by the fact that at all times near me was my trusty friend, my guardian angel ...

   Part 4

  Tara read my thoughts and the film was suddenly interrupted. We were invited to the table. I was so impressed with what I saw that I did not immediately notice the dishes. They all looked like Central European cuisine. Moreover, even my favorite paprikash with chicken completely corresponded to the classic culinary recipe.

  Not for the culinary recipes I flew so far - I thought, again forgetting that my hospitable friends can read my thoughts.

  You're right, my friend, -Tacis immediately responded. - I had a good reason to invite you. And I must tell you at once that your being on planet Earth was also programmed, like my help to you during each of the reincarnations of your soul. You did a great job. But for the planet Earth, your efforts, as never before, are relevant today. It's time for big changes, and you know it. A huge part of humanity is disoriented both because of the actions of the Earth elites, and because of its own weakened energy. In addition, we are not the only extraterrestrial civilizations who are interested in you. But if our task is to help earthlings to rise in their spiritual development in such a way as to meet the new requirements of the planet Earth, then our opponents from Orion cooperate with your political beau monde to enslave you and populate the rich resources of the Earth with reptilians from the depleted planets. And they are constrained only by the fact that they are not yet ready for this mentally.

    After a short pause he continued: "I will continue to be next to you to help you." Our technical arsenal, as you can see, has also changed markedly. As well as our methods. If we talk about informing the world's population, we are already engaged in this. Including using the Internet.

    As for you, your task is to learn how to recognize reptiloid hybrids. Their destructive influence has increased and continues to accelerate. They try to subjugate your media, legislative and judicial institutions, health care, education, key political and financial positions. And they have already achieved significant success. We face a difficult task. And our mission is a secret. Your task is to work with hybrids. Among them there are strong personalities, the harmonization of which will make their activities more constructive. Coordination of your actions with other units will be carried out with the help of holograms. Final instructions you will receive after training in the Harmonization Center. In the meantime, you will live in my house.

    The bracelet on Tatis's wrist glowed green.

  I must urgently arrive at the Main Flotilla. I'll contact you.

  With these words, the commander rose in the middle of the teleportation circle and disappeared.

   Part 5

  My training took place in the so-called "pilot town" which was divided into sectors depending on the specialization and activities of those who lived in each of the sectors. The buildings were more like spaceships with "living" walls, which from time to time changed their color and transparency. The residents of the buildings looked like a crew of a space ship, from which it seemed that all the buildings were ready to take off at any moment. It was really easy to breathe here, as in the forest after the rain.

  I was given a bracelet, one of the functions of which was JPS. Actually this "toy" on the wrist did not know only how to cook pancakes. It was a real mini robot, the principle of which I did not know, but I assumed that it was somehow connected to a central computer. It was enough for me to ask something in my mind how the answer was immediately formulated in my head.

    The high, but one-storey domed building of the Harmonization Center was on the shore of the lake. From the transparent underground floors of the Harmonization Center, you could see an amazingly beautiful underwater world with many different fish. I even knew the names of some of them. To my surprise, I discovered a family of dolphins among the inhabitants of the lake. But when a humanoid with a fish head swam to the window, it seemed for a moment that I was watching an excerpt from the Pirates of the Caribbean. Humano politely greeted me and I heard in my head: "Hello, earthling!". I smiled back at him in an involuntary and sincere way.

  The bracelet was really indispensable! Its program included the levels of my admission to certain rooms of the Center building. Approaching any to them, I already knew if I could enter. My training consisted mainly of individual or group practical classes. We worked with holograms of reptiloids and their hybrids. The group consisted of three to four trainings and one student. The students were mostly earthlings who communicated with each other exclusively verbally without the help of a bracelet.

  In the Center I met a very young girl from Russia. The level of her energy vibrations was already felt at a great distance. At some point, I felt that I was communicating with the royal person and was confident of our meeting on Earth. Martha, as her name was, also strived to spend every spare moment somewhere near me, as I constantly felt her energy. She "read" me and most likely tried to determine how much she could trust me.

  In addition to practical exercises, we studied an in-depth course of the history of the origin and development of the civilization of reptilians, beginning with their initial settlement in Alfa Centauri, and later, the appearance of hybrids of reptilians with humans, so-called dracs and draco-zetas, hybrids with "grays" from the constellation of Orion. I became aware of their obsession with third-level civilizations. It was the only level on which they continued to have the advantage in order to find a planet for their permanent settlement and improvement of their genetics.

  Arriving on the third level planet, they began work on distorting the history of the local population, arguing about the existence of a long period of cohabitation of their own ancestors with the local population. They sought to take control of the destructive elements of the local elite, as well as to control the draco-zetas that settled in the underground space of the Earth. Gradually, I began to realize with what a serious opponent I have to deal with.

   Part 6

    Tatis returned on the third day of Alderon's time. His anxiety could be seen with the naked eye. But we could talk only at dinner at his house. His wife, beautiful Tara, constantly feast me with dishes of Hungarian cuisine, but today she chose local recipe. It tasted like goose pate wrapped in a leaf of a green salad. It turned out that this is a local plant. You do not need to cook it. On Gaia, as our Earth was called here, strawberries are harvested this way. The plant was delicious and nutritious.

  Tara served dessert/ It was noticeable that her husband's nervous tension was transmitted to her.  I just returned from Mars, - the commander began a conversation, - There reptiloids in accordance with the order of their terrestrial partners started construction of the second base. There is information that the Earth elite plans this object for themselves. As is known, after the incident on the Moon, when one of the joint missions of the Union and Apollo conducted a nuclear explosion there, the Earthmen are forbidden to have objects outside their planet. However, in the Martian group of specialists, the Guyanis were also noticed. In the opinion of the leadership of the Supreme Council of the Pleiades, it is necessary to select a group from the students of the Harmonization Center for diffusion to the Martian bases. I recommended you to be appointed as the head of the. If you agree, after the rest we are ordered to come to the Ruler of the Pleiades.

  I listened attentively to the message from Tatis. His anxiety was all the same.

    - Is my training at the Center already completed? I asked.

    - No. But for you and your group the training program will be changed.

    - How much?

    This issue is not in my competence. The Head of the Center has already received an appropriate order and after your meeting with the Ruler, he will inform you.

    - Tatis, my friend, you're all on tenterhooks. On Mars there were troubles? Someone died?

  -You are very perceptive. I already somehow told you about this. Yes. Lakeya died, a girl from my team. - And after a pause he added: Lakeya is our daughter.

    -I immediately looked at Tara. Her eyes were full of deep sadness. It was noticeable how she held back her tears.

  -Tatis has continued: Lakeya had a task which she has done, but on request of teleportation she did not answer…

  -She entered the base?" I asked, in order to somehow defuse the situation.

  - Yes

  Now it became clear to me why they needed earthlings. The presence of fine energy allowed to identify the representatives of the galaxies when reading the aura, whereas to the energies of the 3rd level the reptiloids were indifferent. It was a mistake of the leadership. It turned out that Tara was from the Earth, and in this it was believed that their with Tatis child has in the structure of the gene code a sufficient terrestrial component. But it would be so, if Lakeya was born on Earth. But she was norn on Alderon, and the girl's energy was strengthened by the aura of this particular planet. Waking up early in the morning, I again and again recalled yesterday's conversation with Tatis and the pain of my friends with a new force passed down to my heart.

   Shaman 1. A real story from my life.
   Shaman 2. A real story from my life.
   Shaman 3. The road back