Strange meeting

2024 Author: Seth Attwood | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-16 15:55

On December 20, 2005, I went to visit the inveterate book lover Valery Stepanovich to buy Hegel's Science of Logic from him.

Valery Stepanovich lived not far from the bazaar, behind the church, and his house was filled with books from floor to ceiling. Our person!

By the way, I also bought my first "Kalagia" in the spring of 1995 from him.

We had a good conversation with him that day and even drank beer, after which I quite happy went to my home …

And then, as always, it began …

On the way, I suddenly met my old - third - love, and we had not communicated with her at that moment for more than four years …

Background.

In May 2001, a small embarrassment happened to me: I tried on the street to treat my secret second love to cakes - her name was Lilia - and this femme fatale did not accept my gift, which greatly offended me.

In my hearts I wrote her another frenzied poem ("Eternity on a stone chest …") and … I was able to psychologically break away from her, after which I switched to my third love!

For my third love, I also wrote a love verse ("Scattering of galaxies like pollen …"), dressed more sexually - in a transparent black T-shirt - and, in spite of the pouring downpour, I went to the maiden named Louise, yearning for my love, to confess my love …

Coming to her rented apartment, all wet as an otter, I knocked in vain on her door - no one was at home. And later it turned out that the maiden thirsty for love passed the exams at the music institute as an external student, went to her parents in the suburbs, and then received a marriage proposal from some more agile admirer and drove off to him all the way to Portugal!

Then my failed love became pregnant and returned to Taldyk to give birth to the fruit of my love.

And so, it means that we ran into her on the street …

Louise was pregnant for the second time and was in a hurry home from work. I was glad to see her, and she probably too.

We agreed that I would run over to her work sometime to chat.

I, inspired by this unexpected meeting, went home to read Hegel.

And the next day, another - unpleasant - surprise happened.

My fourth love - a great lover of making scandals and leading a wandering "hippie" lifestyle - once again "went off the rails" and, as befits a hippie, fled to Russia with my little daughter …

I was just heartbroken.

For the next two months I was in pitch darkness. The events of that fateful winter were simply awful.

My third love went on maternity leave, gave birth to a daughter and moved to live in Kaliningrad.

By the way, my first love has lived in Kaliningrad since 1995! What kind of mystical city is this - taking my beloved ones forever ?!

I was left alone …

After working for two weeks at a construction site in Ayazkhan, I contracted bacterial conjunctevitis and was out of action for a week. And then he quit that sharashka office altogether.

Having more or less oklemovshis, I went to the bazaar area to pay for the light in the post office.

My right eye could hardly see, but I got a payroll at work and was quite pleased that I had finally freed myself from another hard labor, and walked down the street in a cheerful mood.

Near the post office I met a longtime acquaintance Artyom: it was noon, but he was already drunk and "did not knit bast." We got into a conversation, and at that moment I suddenly felt something …

My inner world suddenly lit up with a huge light - as if someone “flipped a toggle switch” and turned on the light.

The space in my chest shone with a yellow-orange fire, and a blue dome of the sky opened over my head! Oh!

A woman was walking towards me. I didn’t really see her with my one sighted eye, but I noted that she was slim and had a large, crooked nose.

- Wow! - I involuntarily exclaimed and stared at the mysterious stranger with an open mouth.

She was clearly flattered by such attention and smiled radiantly. Artyom became an unwitting witness of this scene. The stranger walked further along the sidewalk, and I suddenly wanted wildly … apples.

Having said goodbye to Artyom, I rushed to the market and bought a kilogram of "excellent gold". I began gnawing apples with enthusiasm and immediately bumped into the mysterious stranger again.

She was no longer walking alone, but arm in arm with her husband. And she smiled.

I smiled too. And he came to life. The world shone with different colors, inside me - as well as in the sky outside - the sun was shining. The night in my life has ended.

I was in love again!

Two days later, I went on business to the Jewish cultural center "Aviv" - to take a library book and take something else to read.

And in this center I met my stranger again! She became my fifth - albeit platonic - love.

Her name was Jeanne and she was one of the most beautiful and soulful women I have met along the way.

The magic of love has filled my life. I got up early in the morning and did exercises from the Tien Shan yoga, toning up the quality of the Yang of the Three Bogatyrs.

A couple of times a week I saw my new secret love and, inspired, wrote her enthusiastic poems.

Three months later, my life changed dramatically: I was invited to work at the Shymbulak ski resort.

So I ended up on Chimbulak - at the foot of the Tien Shan Shambhala! What a delight!

On July 27, 2006, that very strange meeting took place …

The sun had long since risen over the Talgar pass and shone dazzlingly over the peaks of Chimbulak. White clouds drifted slowly against the blue sky. The herbs and spruce seemed to be dozing in the shaky haze of the midday heat, but still it was fresh and clear.

In the afternoon I did not notice how I was overwhelmed by sleep; I dozed comfortably in my cottage and fell into a deep sleep …

… Suddenly I came to my senses and realized that I was standing at a fork between the cottages and the bowling alley. The sun stopped in the sky. There were no people or cars around.

Weird. A feeling of timelessness and a kind of invisibility to the rest of the world flooded over me.

I slowly scanned the landscape around me and turned to face a huge banner, under which stood two benches.

On one bench sat two strangely dressed people: they were in some kind of multi-colored homespun garments, embroidered with a fancy pattern, and each of them wore a hat like a small sombrero.

Their faces were dark and weathered, each of the strangers seemed to be well over seventy, but at the same time, they felt a kind of hidden tremendous power - as if they were not people at all, not two emaciated old men - but two young jaguars with full the strength and power of bodies, as if by the will of magic, took a human form …

They both looked at me calmly, squinting, and their eyes expressed warmth and compassion.

Have I seen them somewhere? Obviously not. But I knew them!

And then it dawned on me - these were two Indians from Mexico, about whom Carlos Castaneda wrote at one time: Don Juan and don Genaro.

But how did they end up on Chimbulak? And what did they want here?

The moment this guess pierced my mind, don Juan said with a grin to don Genaro, nodding in my direction: "He is his …"

Don Genaro smiled weakly in response, after which the vision subsided - both Indians seemed to vanish into thin air …

I woke up in my cottage and looked at my watch: it was about six o'clock in the evening. It was still far from dusk, but the sun was already setting over the mountain tops.

Chymbulak lived his usual life: people scurried about on the deck near the cafe, sometimes cars drove along the road.

And somewhere among the mountain peaks, the Tien Shan Solar Monastery lived its magical life - the abode of earthly immortals, the Mahatmas of Shambhala - founded here fifteen hundred years ago by one of the disciples of the legendary Da Mo - Bodhidharma …

A year after the strange appearance of two Indians on Chimbulak, I met another “Don” in Almaty - Don Men, better known in the world as Vasily Vasilyevich Lensky.

He arrived in Almaty and on August 24, 2007, in the sanatorium of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he held a memorable lecture on the topic of Multipolarity. The lecture was laconically titled "Prospects for Harmonious Development".

The year 2007 has become quite eventful for me in general.

Firstly, in the winter I went to the students of the Perm inventor Alexander Bakaev and signed off, and after that I phoned them. Bakaev's books and videos were sent to me by mail.

On the videotape, the tests of the Bakaevsky fuel converter were filmed - the so-called "attachment", thanks to which the car could run on water instead of gasoline.

Bakaev also showed how he, with the help of his devices, saved Anna Yadrikhinskaya, a girl who suffered from a gas explosion in Perm, from fatal burns. She had about 90 percent of her body burned and the girl was in a coma, she was dying. Bakaev brought her back to life.

Bakaev also demonstrated on the video "flying saucers" and the material from which they were made …

Secondly, in the spring I got in touch with Alexander Naumkin, the author of "Kalagia" and the father of the now well-known "Altai Mowgli" Ozhan Naumkin; for three months we corresponded with him, and he taught me a good lesson.

Our dialogue was about death and immortality and about the way to achieve the latter …

And, finally, thirdly, in the summer, I got to the lecture of the sage Don Men - Vasily Vasilyevich Lensky, where we met him personally.

Subsequently, it became abundantly clear to me that Master Don Myung was not just a Tibetan lama or a practicing yogi, but, in the language of Kalagia, none other than the Buddha of Buddhas.

Multipolarity is a new phenomenon in the history of mankind, capable of removing all the difficulties and contradictions of all previous sages and prophets, all scientific theories and phenomenological models, and, moreover, capable of changing both the very essence of man and the Cosmos itself …

Ahead of us is a fantastic era of endless possibilities. Man will be able to master matter and energy, space and time, become immortal and invulnerable. The achievements of all the saints and gods of the past are only the first steps on this path of self-disclosure and development of a different existence. No god and no aliens will give a person health and will not reveal his essence - work, training and spiritual burning are needed here.

The only thing that can prevent this is the widespread dominance of mutants-degenerates in all spheres of human society: after 1991, the process of widespread degradation of mankind began and the rebirth of people living in the "race of mechanical people" followed by stratification into two subspecies - Morlocks and Eloi.

The Russian philosopher Alexander Zinoviev was right when he said that in the twenty-first century, instead of the extraordinary progress promised by futurologists in all spheres of human existence, we are now seeing a global clouding of minds and a turn towards dense obscurantism.

Only a qualitative evolutionary leap or "throw over the abyss" can save humanity.

This leap in all spheres of human existence can only be provided by Multipolarity technologies.

Both the "Eastern" and "Western" development paths have their own ceiling, a limit beyond which there is emptiness, a stop in development. But this does not mean that further progress is not possible.

Real life begins for a person along with the achievement of immortality. Both nirvana and ascension in the Rainbow Body are the beginning of a different, cosmic human existence.

There will be other processes and other development …

Those who have reached nirvana for millennia are in a controversial state of centuries-old "hibernation". And one of two things will be able to awaken them and unbalance them: either there will be someone who will open the eighth chakra; or someone here on Earth will assemble and activate an eight-pole generator.

This will cause a corresponding indignation in Space and will serve as an impetus for a huge qualitative change both on Earth and in Space. I cannot even imagine the scale and consequences of this process …

But one thing I know for sure: when this happens - then the gods will descend to Earth again. And this will truly be a new and greatest era in the history of mankind.

A New World will be born on Earth, which will be able to change the Universe itself.