Mystical Kiev and stories. V. Speys

was this time on Tuesday October 13, 1981. Exactly at 18 – 00 I went out into the fresh air for the entrance of the plant. The weather is not in autumn was still warm, free and easy breathing. Tram, rumbling, pulled up and I jumped through the open door. At the turn in the direction of the market Podolsk, tram suddenly strongly jolted, and he stopped, two passengers fell into the aisle. The driver opened the door and said that occurred

      Accident that the tram goes no further. Passengers are forced to leave. Well, that close to the metro, and I went to the alley in this direction. Suddenly I gently someone took her elbow. I turned around and froze next to me was the kind of girl that gave me the last of 1952.

      – Hello – angelic melodious voice, drawling, almost sang it. I’m on-wing mouth in surprise, taken aback and did not know what to say. We stood and looked at each other. She waited for me to answer, I froze at the sudden surprise, not knowing what to say. Then he caught himself, mumbled in reply:

      – Oh, it’s you? Well, hello! – Then again I stopped and did not know what to say. In short behaved, not sure from this unexpected encounter. Pause again dragged on, the first supposedly violated, Note-it.

      – My name is Lybed.

      – As the sister of three brothers? – I calmly asked her, did not believe that this is the Lu-bed. The girl looked at me and asked in surprise:

      – How do you know that I had three brothers?

      – Girl, do not play me, better tell me the truth. You are so beautiful, and so is-sincerely believe in fairy tales, I can not believe you that you are my sister Kia, Cheek and Horeb?

      – Yes, that’s how it is. – Do imperturbably she sang with a slight accent drawled. Her face darkened while, apparently, my unbelief.

      I do not know what to say. If it was a passerby and began to tell me the similarity-ing, I would, of course, would not talk to her, knowing that she can not afford. But since she has played a key role in my adventure, so there is something hidden, something is wrong and requires more thorough investigation. While I was thinking, she looked at me-nya its amazingly beautiful black eyes, waiting for an answer.

      – You will excuse me – I began hesitantly, not quite yet mastered themselves. – I did not introduce myself, my name is Valentin. – I began, that would somehow mitigate the awkwardness of the first minutes of acquaintance. Her face flashed a bit of a smile, and she said to me:

      – I know.

      – What do you know?

      – I know your name.

      – How do you know I’m with you just about to start to talk?

      – I witnessed the birth of your. – I thought again that I skillfully plays with the legendary actress named Lybed. But after waiting a bit to at least somehow come to themselves and to gather his thoughts, he asked:

      – And how?

      – Will you have a way out of the invisible reality of the material world through our corridor of time to plant them in a new life? This happens when you finish your material cycle and passed into the invisible world.

      – Do you want to say when I die?

      – Yes. – It is directly and openly, unabashedly staring at me. I did not know what to say. Meanwhile, she continued:

      – On Get your genetic memory, when you have not been in the material world that you womanish? – Again I was puzzled and confused. Then I try to remember what it was before my roseate. And the sight of the picture began to emerge memoirs before the birth of life. I suddenly realized that I remembered.

      – Lybed, that I see, in the memory, chooses their place of birth in the world. From the heights of heaven, a yellow-green space gradually dissipated.

      – Is that you decided to come to this world. – Commented Lybed. – So? – I can see more clearly show through the clouds and a blue sky, at the bottom of the Earth. Next to me a few embodies. – It’s your distant relatives; they will go ahead to Earth.

      – We have five or seven. We communicate with each other and arrange to meet on the ground.

      – Why do you want to meet?

      – To fight against suffering, specifically against the war, bringing the suffering.

      – Very well, what next? What happened next? – She listened to me very attentively and sympathetically encouraged my questions answered.

      – Then I see the Sphinx of Giza in the valley, near the pyramid of Cheops. No, I do not want to be born here, and move overseas. I can see the Statue of Liberty, in New York harbor, its thorns and the feeling that here I can be born in the African family. I was scared sharp thorns on the head of the statue, I refuse here.

      – Where do you want to incarnate in the flesh?

      – I remember the Winter Palace, St. Petersburg, and I want to be there. I move to Rome. I can see the famous statue of the she-wolf nursing their pups. I refuse, and here I need to see the Winter Palace. I move on. Very close to the earth, and no turning back. The ticket is only one way to Earth; you need to see the incarnation and openwork ligature green domes. Yes it is the Winter Palace with its architecture. I go there. And approached closer, I see how wrong I was. Back up, to move on, there is no clearance at the bottom of the roof of St. Andrew’s Church. What is waiting for me down there?

      – What do you see? – Lybed singsong asked me.

      – I see an old man with a long gray beard below the belt. It coarse cloak of coarse cloth tie a rope around the waist, on the shoulder, a long rope patched scrip in his hand a staff with a hook at the top end of the stick in the form of a semicircle. I hear the voice.

      – What do you say when a woman’s voice?

      – Throw in the crowd of women in long robes of black and huddling together at the steps of St. Andrew’s Church, and something missing, like a flock of crows to feast. The gray-haired elder stood and looked at them on the sidelines.

      This is Andrew in the invisible world; he is waiting for you, to guide you to your destination, for the birth in the flesh.

      – Again, I hear a woman’s voice: «Throw into the crowd and the next one will take to it and follow.» Behind stowed in my backpack was collected nectar for food on the road. Reassuring voice again said to me: «Throw not is afraid.» I got a bunch of blue nectar and threw the entire stock, without reserve, right in the women dressed in black. Pushing each other, each of them tried to grab my nectar. But then came, the fight elder. He rushed into the pile, and many He pushed grabbing nectar clots, who threw to the other arrived, put his bag, because in his scrip was also my nectar. Then, without saying a word, he turned and began to walk away at the bottom of St. Andrew’s descent in the direction of the Castle building. To the left I see a two-story house with a basement and hear the voice of the elder: «Who is to go!» He had not even agree on how plump and fat as quickly hobbled curves bun feet to the basement, and we continued on our way. That castle, but we move on. Our guide does not send us back. I was not myself. And the conductor goes to the castle hill, and I was pretty tired, and the elder is the path up to the Castle Mountain.

      – Now you see me in the invisible world. – Said Lybed.

      – Yes, I remember that the elder came up to you and you are surrounded by a crowd of children talked to him. It seemed to me then that he was asking you permission for something.

      – Yes, it is true. It is already known, and through you to the corridor included in the material world where he is known under the name Dorosh. It bypasses all who by his grace born in the flesh.

      – Yes, I remember Elder. My grandmother gave him bread and fed him soup.