Everything passed, and his appearance of Apollo there, upstairs, got a lot for himself. The experience is huge, but we do not judge him here and now. His dream there, like the creation of the one that was stuck here, he dressed her. The meetings were all there and in other roles. They were sat down well by those who imagine themselves in them. There is an unraveling to the full and measure on the measure.

Again the ninth civilization emerged, and we at it as on a visit and as patients simultaneously. The world of laboratories under one wing is all the same characters. A husk from global zadumok. The husk must become like a grain to sprout. So far it has become like, much has been gained. When I found it, I hardly want to be like that from what happened. Terrible revenge of those from whom care.

And Natasha and I, having talked about Natalia Goncharova, Dantes and Pushkin, left each other till the next meeting.

I did not manage to get to the house, the news came from the past: Natalia Goncharova claims herself here and now. It became shameful before this Natasha for revealing not decent facts from her former life.

The next day she had to hint at it, but she showed all the defects listed on her body without any hint. Even the weight and height coincided with two Natalies. New.

Natasha told the story from her childhood. When she returned home with her parents from Moscow, a scientist and historian from Novosibirsk appeared next to him. He stressed the fact of her past life. He said that when she grows up, she will see and understand everything herself. With this, and lived Natasha, finding the former similarity not only on itself, but also gained an attraction to the one whom she called Dantes to herself. Hang yourself and on his mind, who made a career in this life due to the improvement of the building mix.

And she, MD, worked in the laboratory. Where their main success is the obtained element, which makes it possible not to curdle. Isotopes in practice, and even the placenta from the maternity wards are not on ejection. It is already the fruit that makes the mind grow turbid. Absurd substance.

With the help of isotope movement there is a split of the substance rolled into a matrix for its temporary union with the one who came in and stamped with legs to pass the time or draw conclusions to today's problems. Hanging situation, but in the hands of craftsmen - this is a good stimulant. With the help of isotopes, it slows down the withdrawal for a long time, but here it expands its potential, becoming a polymorphic cloud. Good intentions have become hell for those on whose placenta the result is made (energy level). Operation of microelements. And on earth there is nowhere to be born a new man. Not in the swamp on bumps ?!

The head with Natasha's work after the result was sent abroad, at first to Ukraine, and then his tracks were lost in America.

In Los Angeles, working with human organs and other activities in this regard is more formal.

The experiment is here, on the Altai earth. And isotopes? They are unlikely to be kept in their office during work.

Natasha has already received an answer.

The situation was aggravated by the trauma received during the autumn cross in the early years. I fell back on the asphalt from all around and swung under the cart of a standing horse by the dining room. Youth helped to forget such a mistake, and pains appeared much later and associated with another problem. Warmed up, using any progress on the body, and at work also isotopes. The monstrous combination gave rise, the vaccination turned out in the body. But there would be strong roots from the past, then the doll would have turned out. And so it is necessary to link up seamlessly with those who track these processes and provide their opportunities for later, substituting themselves for their feeding. Combination, as a certain cycle (benzene ring).

Cases. Playing.

And people are still talking about the punishment of God. When a chain of laboratory frills on chessboards with the help of computer processing makes a move, as a meeting with one or the other. To play in the day, saturated with everything. Making everyone a shake. Sophisticated cold minds cheat where and when you can still circle and stick a goal into the goal. Bouncers have always been a success with the tycoon, who as chains for people and as a tenacious in the body sucks the inside, not disdaining what immediately and shit, clogging the vessels and organs with their shit. And we, whoever does not want to go all-in-the-way.

And Natasha does not dare.

To exclude the possibilities of modern medicine can not, itself to this clan has a direct relationship. Can not deny and my interference in my body, and with this she just does not mow. The more hemoglobin began to rise in the blood, so there was a spherical movement. Chronic cholecystitis, tormented her since childhood, disappeared, which led the doctors to interest.

The next day came and Hope, giving hope to their optimism in tomorrow to everyone. Her blue eyes shone with a meeting with something new, and she did not care where it came from, this innovation, it flew, or already the past in the forehead flies under the name of the other (the root of extraction).

Natasha, as an astrologer, she composed a horoscope. Family souls, she thought so then, reading the signs of the zodiac her way. And here Hope graduated from Polytechnic, where Natasha's husband once also studied.

The intertwining of destinies, for divergence on the path of development, it has always been so, there was a different situation here - the continuation of the meeting in the future.

And here and now we enjoyed the meeting. Although where? - The absurd is uttermost.

But time was such, where the end demanded continuation, and as it is already concepts of an outlandering.

Until the end of the world there are exactly six years, too short a segment, so that you can find yourself in the whole.

Although its appearance shaped the fate of the players of the beyond. Here it is necessary to coincide with the opinion of those. The ideal option, and if in this game there is something superfluous, Cinderella is needed, so that the size is not required for the legs. They are drawn from the bursting in the tissues, carbon monoxide, the ninth blackens on it, it is like a foreign body yet. And I want to be like in the fairy tale "About the fisherman and the fish" the sea mare. It is understandable.

Only in the general body does appendicitis matter and place, but its job is to do what is to break down the composition of the sediment into such units that would become acceptable to the body.

And if the protest, accumulation and make the body dance to his tune, then, like a broken trough after already having a lot. And he (appendix), like the placenta for some reason in secondary use for release.

Promising appendicitis is like a laboratory for the body. Many took upon themselves - this is the ninth civilization in the progression of the artificial and goes on withdrawal, both in the body and in the world. Only where and who will take it? Is this our business? This already made the knitting.

There was a division of the worlds at the energy level. There was a search because of the apparent end of the world. The moment of denouement for some and getting involved in games for others. Moreover, the solar discs have already changed their strapping from others, strengthening the position of the core. Where has already flown and antipodal execution, and there need a fairy for deep sleep. Rest in time is also necessary for travelers in the desert. Communication with the past requires a lot.

In today's life for Natasha's continuation, all niches are busy. And this is already a problem for the superior, in whose hands she was, like a veshka (label). They separated it from the image created by them, from its actual connection. Ennobled, having received the result. This was played by those who took it for their result.

Natasha was tossing about. She left, despite the processes in the body, which gave hope to what was in her body. Folding worlds. Much on this much and will shift a lot.

And in this life (as a completion) she was alone, as in the desert, with her problem, where she was thrown and still throw her own scientific achievements in this period of time. High pedestal in the end. The substance obtained gives a great opportunity to use it in the affairs of modern industry. Modern business, there is nothing of the present in it. As the relationship is deadly, so does the product destroy everything. Hybrids, poisons, polymers, spores from laboratories, etc. etc.

Murders, solid murders. The body's capabilities are working on cleaning, but the brain also needs to work so that everything does not go down the drain through the rectum.

Everyone ultimately is responsible for their inventions, whatever they are: visible or not.

We are already playing to develop the planets in the visible play, and what is done invisibly from us, the mind just grows turbid. Rampage and ringing, like Saturn. It is visible there is no sense in affairs. Why is that?

Natasha did not have a desire to settle herself in the events of today. The position of her husband in society obliged her to accompany him at joint events and banquets. To see the cream of society under the influence of a potion is not a pleasant picture. Continuous courtship.

Situation.

My father-in-law, a reserve officer, passed the path of war against fascist Germany, and he could not calmly react to these manifestations. When I carried them home after the banquets.

"You can not think of such a thing," he kept saying. "They fought where these geeks came from, the better they were from whom they fought back?"

"I do not know, we have not seen those."

Therefore, Natasha can be understood, she is still in captivity of the world in which she was attracted by ASPushkin, declaring her a muse for her step in the universe. Originated on this option. Loss of variations in today's days, to get rid of the tail of those who stuck to the darness. And the tail was good, both in her body and in her surroundings. This is the accomplishment of the affairs of space street children. They also want to go to another world through someone. Found the gate in the form of Goncharova.

It turned out a trough, not suitable for washing, but it was useful for fattening prolific.

Natasha's words are represented by a picture.

The farmyard, and in it a pigsty for the elect. The trough, though broken, but full of Darovism - seized from someone. Boars are rushing to him. Who is the mother-in-chief, and in the trough. From overeating, the rectum frees itself here in the trough or at someone's nickle. Interchange. Legs wander, piglet, when not in the trough, sniffs the air: do not they carry anything else, do it in time! The Boar, which is smaller and not in the trough, intercepts the spattering sprays.

There are those who do not even get anything. Not for that it was withdrawn.

Is it worth it then to enter the pigsty.

And at the trough, when the feast was over for an indefinite time, the boars were amazed at the search for food. But there were those who claimed the desire of the flesh.

Start courtship. We did not mix for a long time ..., then in different directions until a new meeting.

Natasha in such games did not find herself. It's disgusting, and life is short, to spend all the time in a pig.

At one time, Jesus Christ, a whole herd of pigs, threw off the cliff and drowned, as the interpretation of the Bible says. There, demons walked among people, causing them a lot of inconvenience, when a person in actions became similar to them. And now the whole demoniacism is already in the body. It is worth to drink a little, and they already own the condition of the body. Finding. The main thing from these plots far away, and the pictures are so much more, otherwise the space dump for later - a secondary raw material for the next marriage to infinity.

Shake-up.

Natasha rushed about, bound by the fetters of her previous life, and even in this one she did not feel free and happy until the end. She needed confidence in the future and freedom in action, but those appointments would invisibly lead to the goal, ended in a spinal cord and a hospital bed in a state institution. Who are we for the state husbands? What is the path of a person in our state, if he did not reach the outlet for consumption of what was said and agitated all this life?

Venerable talkers, and boars at least where. Democracy. Rampage of animal relations. Natasha drowned today's days, which is quite natural. If there was one who was her muse, things would be different.

And here is the game on the cracks, what can be built on it? A kind of gate, but not the ones. Split is not tightened with concrete, it all depends on the composition of the soul in the development. Not always the roots bring fruit, and not always they can be exchanged for the tops when dividing.

But Pushkin loved the autumn days: "And every autumn I blossom again."

Communication with his past - and protected in his life. There was a division of the worlds, and, as a rule, through someone who brought close to him very close, hand-to-hand with a smile.

A good game, do not say anything.

Natalia needs help, the line is sharp, and the only way out, and he, as a sin, concerns everyone.

All in a pledge from the actions of the superior who stopped their processes because of our long stop to realize their own thoughts. That's settled in the general opinion (appendix) and do not rush to crawl out of it individually. Stuck who is on what.

A Milky is a road, if no one walks on it, then the shoots clog the rut, and begin to creep along it.

The game is on the verge, while there is defending someone's position, like poetry.

The world dictates the other terms. Does he have the right to do this? A move has been made on their part. Our business is to make a response. A chess game. But there must be some kind of a deal where the mutual benefit could all put aside the party to us, it bothered to play the same thing.

I tried to talk about Natasha with the chief oncologist, I wanted to snatch five days, so that I would not do chemistry. It was necessary to draw her out of the definition of today's problems, especially the doctor for her answered during her stay in the hospital.

But any argument on my part was broken on the importance of the one who was sitting opposite, just like a laser. Unbending

The next day, on her hands, she saw blue veins and a swollen face. How could she tried to hide the shock. It is clear that what was introduced into the body was killing the flora that was already involved in the game of restoring the body.

And Natasha felt my confusion, all said: "This is not chemistry, it is not chemistry, there was another inscription on the bottles".

As I would like to believe in this, but what's the point of expecting something else, her kidneys were waiting for help. Having removed the puffiness from the whole body, and having done the pumping to the organs, we said goodbye until the next day.

When they brought her to her the next evening, Natasha was already not the same, she realized that she was being treated for cancer, but she was holding it, and we did not discuss this topic. Again pumping and withdrawal from the game of the flora, which was well patted in the body, and who had to help climb where its components were involved in the game to heal the processes in the body. Yes, and above the same problems have come. They were in the batch, in today's day - a kind of checking their qualities and updating in the splicing of the worlds. Dances of torment. But the ninth civilization once invested a tremendous sense in this, and one can not ignore the desire of others. Only where does this desire come from? And who will be responsible for the murder in the cells of what was laid for the cure?

And this at a time when with the word "ecology" they decided to wait, study, and then make their own decision to the one who proposed it. So it is taken out, solved, waits and is studied in various variants. We are all hostages of this or that game, they flounder before us.

And if in the worlds, as in the midst of us, there would be a harmony, what would it be worth to convert chemistry into a noble mixture for the inspiration of the organism? It is a pity that someone pulls on a blanket, as in the body after the appendix. The result is stuffing. The idea was different, we needed the point and the primacy of the ion obtained through the desintegration of the organism.

It is a pity that the accumulation, adultery and theft in the body are poisoning their exhaust and surrounding us with reality.

Disassembly. Disassembly. With them we can not afford.

What did Natasha, a doctor of medical sciences, the laboratory worker, think, looking at me, which would never have become vladimir in medical matters, if it were not for the fate that pushes on this.

Yes, and Natasha would never interfere in those problems that are marked in this time by a complete absurdity, she was led.

There was a decoupling of a very strong knot, where everyone is faced with their own destiny and the fate of their world, going on the way of interaction with all within the framework of existing rules. They are not changed where the mind rules. Here, for the time being, there are solid replacements, as in the life of the manure heap there is no guarantee that radioactive waste will not fail.

And Natalia lived by the memory of Goncharova, and someone very skillfully led her to this.

Natasha's departure from the given world as an intermediary was prepared, and the continuation of this game is also prohibitive. The plot is born here and now, bypassing the game of removing oxide from yourself.

Laboratories well in the spheres fumbled, if they discovered the players of the original, as an option to go beyond the solar system. We found the connecting link and the output through it to other worlds for possession of them. You need isotopes to move artificially created fields.

One thing did not take into account that she still had to go through everything that proserpine did for her, and did the one who recognized her in Eve's word as a blow to her for him. And where do the others?

So sweeps away that this game subsided.

Where are they, begotten at random? Advancing in the spheres for the introduction and updating of today's events.

The second work. Overlap and fact on face: the world of extraterrestrial civilizations made a "stop" on the frontal place.

But it's not for us to judge what all this is about.

Vanguard is everywhere.

Someone tries to fulfill the role of the Creator, and why not? When all the primordial players gather in a single matreshka (monad), the subsequent energies go to it, and they give a creative fruit, in this case the diamond is a joint solution of problems with the correct answer.

And now in whose hands is the diamond? And who is using it to dress or undress?

In the end, all.

Who! The generalized fruit, not taken back into its meaning by the Creator because of the substitution of a fact - a foreign one in a diamond, turned out to be a hive without a master. The game and the stratification of a diamond, like the Milky Way. Through A. Pushkin, his stock turned out, left the background. All in action.

And Natasha's fate was decided not simply. Someone led her to the goal, and someone made the removal of microelements from her body at the energy level, working with isotopes allowed it to do. So on this evolved those Universes that once grew like mushrooms on someone's past (a stump in the honeycombs). And here we were talking about the dandelion and the blow on him after the maturation.

The seed flew with the help of a breeze and its own root got on it.

Independence at the expense of whom?

Milky Way. At us an exit in the world other always was through it, increased qualities in it, and in us they prospered too as though inadvertently. "To him that knocketh, let him be revealed."

And if everything is "stop." This is a python, a spirit stale, digest everything, but the way out through it is slobbering, and recycles, gadenysh, beyond recognition. The remains will fall in the form of precipitation on Earth, no one will notice. Airplanes fly, people in them also cope with poverty. No one complains of pollen sitting in the nose through the airway, instead of a split atom.

Replacement, porridge of heaven, is hardly very pleased with the food chewed by someone more than once. Waste or secondary distribution, like a search of spices on plates.

In front of us is a game of two directions. But we need to know everything ourselves and chew with our capabilities, those that have remained in the body in the form of a background, while time allows. Or let someone do this for us, all the more so, there is already a replacement for everyone on the horizon, it eats very well.

Where does the Creator look? He completes any initiative with his vision. Where does God look? He is crucified - a hostage, through Jesus Christ his desires are sounded, until we fulfill a path for ourselves in the name of our past, present and future, he has no way, he is assured by those who are on the way, I wonder what?

So, representatives from the Milky Way, on the path of their development, came out into space against space travelers. From Pushkin took the baton - it's already poets and composers at the same time. Eagles swept through life for a short time, but memory, like bumps in the swamp left. Vysotsky, Talkov, Tsoi, Martynov and, finishing their business, maestro for all time, Mironov, in addition.

Billions of years to summarize on the shaking of dust from all worlds at once. Game in the game. Venerable against the venerable.

Also against them were built Pyramids, mausoleums, churches and everything that led to the stockpiles. The path was lost, everyday life without a mother's and father's voice was done.

What next? Playing.

And Natasha and I, at the level of earthly relations, talk about what is waiting for her beyond the horizon. I do not understand the alignment, which creates a picture, where she does not have the desire to live on earth. Her hope for this was well understood. At the energy level, they combined to care. And on the ground it looked like this: Hope was tired of a difficult existence, the more it had already recouped. In 1988 there was a transition to the game from the ninth civilization (a heavy operation). After that, a pitiful resemblance, similar to some kind of life. She sparkled when something was new, and when love arose in a relationship. Recently, I've met more and more icebergs, what's the future next to them?

She dreamed of leaving both. They do not want to know that the python's mouth is hanging over all, and this is not the Milky Way, which, in its abundance, calls for boundlessness. And here, on Earth, already lawlessness, letting monsters through you - this is the hardest way, and Nadezhda and Natasha can not wash them off with them. One has only just formed the image in the likeness of that Eve, which weaved Proserpine. The other one came in to have a new beginning and to split up in terms of who she was called by the name of her past. Separate the word in the concept of Lucifer from the word in the concept of Satan.

If Natasha walks farther and farther here, then it's unlikely that Pushkin will be able to help her in anything. He is in the division and has already played what it was at the top of Hope once. The sphere is that up to the word Satan was equipped with Love for all (Creators in their works), which made it possible not to cloud the sky with hail and all the rest that beats not only over the ears and nape of the neck, but also reduces in the life of reptiles of all levels and rank (from the nemesis, parasites, snakes and already monsters in the human body, but not become them).

It turned out the lead from such a performance.

Curtain and other combination (when the element is born from, against and against).

And what about the Milnishers, where are they? Playing the role of confronting them?

They are restorers of masculine qualities, here they are not enough, in all it is visible. A real man would never have stood up a woman. I would not have robbed her of my deeds. He would deify himself with actions alongside her. And would be for her the support from which she next to him felt like a fairy again, animated by Proserpina herself and her Future path (a bookmark to go beyond the solar system).

Connoisseurs of these qualities, hope with Natalia, zasobiralsya on the road, and they need a full-fledged care. Sneeze at my persuasion, who persuaded them at the energy level? One God knows.

All the more so, as we see, underground affairs, podelschiki and poddevaly.

But still I wanted to see Natasha and Hope in the continuation of earthly affairs. In a dispute with what is there, the one who does not fall ill wins.

And care takes place by the stars, when they make their own road and the auras serve as gates, which are the keys to them when calculating. Replacing models for flickering elements - the Mendeleev table when replenishing it, only it has nothing to do with it, just like in the Milky Way. And if in the future, when the transition (withdrawal from life) is made the right move, then there is a continuation, only the performance is more complicated, and as a rule, it does not concern others here, and there a step is made in this direction (again some kind of folding ).

But to wish for your own death, to this very few people are inclined, you will not go far away on this, it is only needed when moving from one to another. And they just are talking about finding shapes to link them with today's players. Both of them did not fit, and someone helped them in this very well.

Although again, only one did not dream of death in the hope of having it to continue where Eternity speaks of itself. A house with all amenities. A house where there is nothing to do with this day.

In the likeness of it, the ninth civilization, the laboratory, was made again. As a sewing workshop from an incomplete thought makes a cut and runs in a circle, as in an appendix for its stroke. The nucleated ion from such a shake-up, like a split atom at a nuclear power plant, makes a temporary chaos, and a current is declared on it. He as gives illumination, and shocks in present day more and more often.

And now, even birds are shouting that the artificial splitting of the atom in the bowels is warming. What leads there, as in the appendix, to the ejection of ions. They then give water a new splash.

As a quick mix for the lungs is dangerous, so our seas and oceans have something to think about. Ionization, corals, benzene ring, radon in free form, ozone is abundant, and crystallization occurs on it and, naturally, conservation. Are we ready to go into hibernation when the crystallization is that the pipes are outgrowths. Ozone does not provide an opportunity to do in the spheres of displacement, but it is stagnant. As in the ocean, the ice from the rays seems to melt, only free radon gives a crust to the benzene ring, and the iceberg will press its underground build-up onto the water surface. Replenishment, only who is happy?

But the ninth civilization, which has developed itself on the notion of playing an appendix, is glad to any replenishment. With the replenishment, the horse's move is also made, giving way to him in the middle for the events. From the replenishment reads all the information of the body and the one who jumped into the nose for work (atom). Starts the appendix of the thought to think how to draw the atoms to themselves, so that the appendix can dictate the conditions to the entire body. It happens that his zeal comes to naught, and instead of transforming what has got into him, he begins to put it - "do not be a scop" - forgets for a while, and he bursts into a blowout.

Why were you involved in such a game with Natalya and Nadezhda, you'll have to learn more, not for the interest of those who are there beyond the horizon and above (the repetition of the game of Adam and Eve)?

And my nerves went off, I had to say that I can not work with an organism that kills chemistry and at the same time that does not know the price in the worlds of eternity - energy. Energy is collected as a honey hive. The work is laborious, timely and for the quality of its answer drones. They sweep in advance the course of his (honey) and its transitional state from one to another, the costs of glands and the uterine potion for the growth of future offspring.

Depreciating energy, we devalue ourselves as a whole. And very few people come to us to decline from the worlds of creative, business people who are familiar with the life of the transitional route. They, who are accustomed to working on the crests of the wave, do not notice their difference, they follow them, like a sand dune. They are secretly leading those who have one or two legs where all the information from them will disappear to escape through the spheres that are directly above us without any corners, like in a grave.

They also consider what qualities are burned during the struggle of the body with chemical preparations, and the connection of the past, tuned to the Future (a piece of time and all that is in this game) is lost. What kind of nerves are they talking about? Slaughter, sadism and summing up for those who get involved in a new game or even out of games.

A few days later Natasha was sent home. "There you'll work with her during the rest of the body from chemistry," the doctors said.

A few days later, in fact, they brought Natalia home. She was shaking from the injections, so the temperature was raised to raise the immunity in the body.

Natasha did not have low temperature.

Together with her, we quickly calmed her down, started talking. Natalia was interested in the question of the hair that she collected from the pillow, and her husband helped her in this.

- How long does it take to recover?

- A month and a half, - had to answer.

It's unlikely that Natasha arranged this, but she did not say anything aloud.

She lay more easily after the shake, the body was also obedient to the energies. Creators in it (as in the appendix) did the calculation of "what and where" and worked with him, not looking at anything, for the future of the appearance, who followed this (Proserpine). Her original time highlighted the design of her own cycle, where the original appearance of Adam was discouraged by her, rather than the one that was still obscure from the game processes in the body of the Earth. Someone else's master, and in this game those who sat down on this game, caught up in the confusion of their game. As in nature, cross pollination for the growth of pollen, one that will be on someone's paws for further education in the transformation from one to another. Here is the course of Proserpine, and he, too, is a horse.

I came here loudly through the play of the spheres in the amalgamation of the cases of those that Lucifer once did, and now Satan was already saying that he is also a craftsman. Mindless of the inertia of those who worked and works not by hearsay, but in truth, and they do not care where to put their thoughts to work in their work. This is the problem of those who undertake such an obligation. Some play in truth, handing their own affairs to continue their own world, to update it, what will happen on this, we'll see a little later.

As we receive the fruit of the play of Jesus Christ for the renewal of all in stages. No in the game no one else. But for now ...

Natasha's hair was shattered by the current events. Could it be otherwise?

When the story on the note notebook from the primordial game becomes obsolete, it sounds louder and brighter from those who are secondary and not in the tone of the first, it is imposed. Coalition. The coalition is again, and according to her game, the one who introduced into the natural rhythm was killed, AS Pushkin. And the plot of the coalition is imposed on what is subject to compulsory general cleaning, everything around works in this style. Therefore, why in the forest loudly scream, where another world does not tolerate a loud scream. So it turned out that the initial goal and the final result united in the elimination of what is now visible.

And in what way? We see. Self-destruction. What we are given from the salvation of the scorching sun and bothersome rays, we burn and cut down.

Nature, as our protector from our own deeds in it, suffers from us. We burn our own roots, it hurts.

A secondary play on the call to be a human being and to be an individual is shown by Jesus himself. Taking the total karma on yourself, losing with it all at once. But we wove on it that day, which, like on the body, the navel was connected with the other world after the continuation of the game and was binding when it was in the womb of the mother. The solar interweaving is in the same ways and fetters to this day. And on the Earth under the very breath of those who decide to act in a deviation from the norms of human beings.

So lay ASPushkin with a wound in the stomach, now his Natalia with a huge incision on his stomach. What is what?

What can be collected at such a repetition? We'll find out. Especially, instead of the work of the flora from two absolutes of the opposite, those who have found creative creativity work, they work.

And Natasha was interested: how are there in other worlds? What to answer this question, when around and so some questions, and from their decision depends on whether we are there or not.

Finding the day, Jesus showed how not to be afraid to take sin on yourself and work with it with the help of the organism's possibilities. If we sit up, there are problems - diseases.

Landmark (Biblical commandments), no one changed, but if someone replaced the pointer, then the orientation is in question (shaking the body to exhaust energy from it). Here, then again, the ninth in the case, doing cuts and cuts, we get solid soldiers and Napoleons.

And Natasha has the appearance of the one that was once Goncharova, one to one. It's not quite clear why? Although, given that she echoed Tu, that on the mental (Proserpine), it becomes clear. But who is she playing now? Make the worlds understand, so as not to play with the clones in the aftermath.

I'm trying to get Natasha interested in this day, in vain. That shakes his head: "Not mine."

- Daughter.

"I went along my father's line." In it, she is more interested in today's life. A trip to America, for example, etc. Yes, and the result of business gave confidence in life, if not to fall into his problems.

Yes, but what can Natasha give her now?

Honestly work for the good of others? And what grows on this is the payment of both. Someone was put on some substance, someone was allowed to use it for another.

Developments in the world of perfect lies always have a destructive ending. And the law of Boomerang then works - self-assembly.

"Sail, tore the sail, repent, repent, repent."

Jesus pointed the way, the other is no longer given. Nature, how we destroy ourselves for some reason.

The child in his childhood pulls on his clothes and thinks that they will buy a new one. Only we are no longer children, we play too much in adult games, we kill in truth, and what difference is there - physically, morally, or all kinds of what we put in our mouths and dress ourselves.

There are no fools here, everything is read and there is a new day for it to play, as he, if he does not lose here, will eat with all the guts there.

The first to win out are those who can live at the expense of everyone here (before the general cleaning). Others recoup afterwards, when the earth is shaky to the limit and there is nowhere to live the first, since they inherited the Earth, which is destined to be the Sun, hot. Others today life, wherever to go.

Compromise, like a golden serpent, is necessary for everyone, one must live all at once, and not kill each other in turn. As in the intestinal tract such a meat grinder. Tired of the devil, and they are in anticipation of subsequent events, there is where they wander.

It hurts from those who try to do things on the Earth, and he or she, what's the difference, by all standards furthest from the Creator There. And what is fantasy? Torture.

Computers replace the brain of human reflection. The processing of information and the union is unbreakable with what goes on processing from top to bottom or vice versa (an hourglass in a certain perspective through the focus of Creativity). And this is before us in the supremacy - that's swagger, and games to replace the system. Playing games to master the planets, as if a little trough and a number. And where is Vorontsov's contribution? On development there would be enough, it was calculated by the standards.

The next day they bring Natasha again. She was once again given an injection to summon at least a low temperature. She's been shaking her all day. The drug is American, but even Russian can be understood that it is for temperature, and if the temperature rises, then the drug can be repeated, focusing on the reaction in the body. And when immunity works, is the drug necessary? The injections were done every day. Absolutely incomprehensible situation.

So they let me work, we decided to work without any gaps. Yes, and of course, the daughter of eminent parents, and her husband is even more famous with the current authorities.

Natasha was tired of everything, she was no less sociable during the conversation, but that did not prevent her from saying goodbye: "I can not say no to what will ruin me, forgive." Let God meet. There, I believe in it. "

There were no words for the continuation of such dialogues. I have already told her my position and not once.

When the body is in a harness with someone in today's problems (building up karma due to apostasy from the norms of acting like an individuality, and as not accepting the program from Jesus Christ), then not every world will play along to such a layout. Especially coalition, as appendicitis in terms of outliving itself. And what else is - the agony. Natasha was led by someone, and this is quite understandable, and making mistakes on her is fraught with consequences for all.

Moreover, I already after the death, and in this medical practice helped me, do not respond to them in the same way. Or raise it so that someone like a bird shot during the test flight, but in the worlds so, but if your fruit, then at least where to go with it to implement. And if you hold someone's invention in your hands, then the demand will be the same as when shooting in the autumn period with the help of fans of the autumn landscape, there is a right (he already collected it, and what besides it is already superfluous for the worlds). They are full of other people's fruits. Yes, and continue to live in a system that destroys each other, just can not, this has long (billions of years), nothing will be born, but everyone already sees it. Painfully.

Leaving Natasha, a cardboard box with medicines on the bed involuntarily caught my eye.

"Sometimes I play the sleeping pills", - Natasha answered the dumb question.

On the wall hung a large portrait of Natalia Goncharova, like Natasha's self-portrait of the one that lies on the fate fate for waiting for the ending of such a game.

Dreams, and as a dream our past, taken into account by someone. A nightmare and loneliness in today's day (Nature does not hear). But there is something that keeps afloat without a root base - the Future (a revised total karma, and on it a grown day giving the opportunity to get out of here).

There was a transition to a new model on the basis of relations to the day where one's own karma was taken as the basis, and with it into the path: a ball that you are unlikely to get lost with is rich in memory of the past. Night, as the fairy of earthly relations, is still in play, in it much is hidden from human eyes, in it see those who have adapted it for themselves. While hunting.

Natasha was very persistently introduced into the game with a social beginning, as an appointment to a certain trough.

The ninth works like an appendix, its bias is that. They think of conquerors, although there is no need, bridges are being built. It turns out two bridges and two points of support, between them water (information of the past in the work of someone's brain).

The Altai Krai is the composition of minerals in a certain proportion and proportionality to the one that makes up it.

Belukha over what is still in the dead zone (a dead lake for very living cells of those that are transcendent, but together for their own growth). The background from the Milky Way and Proserpina in working rhythm is a fold. From those different and from those who are always on the road. And we are here, and where?

We still need to have a desire to live for the sake of life in alliance with everything that is apparently not visible and beyond the horizon. In the game, then one. Ecology, without it anywhere.

They come in, twist in events, and we must get out with this light. All around us still night for us, and they play the part of the same backlighting - day.

Neighborhood, good neighborhood. Why night without day?

In the meantime, the game of mastering the planets is quite serious. Kindness is apparently invisible, and a comet has an addition always.

To take the vestigial, Christ manifested itself in this, and on this he found himself, as a material particle. From the floating clouds into the structure for a more dense relationship.

On this try to do the repetitions, reading from the memory of the memory of such a past (the materialization of players) and distribution to those players who are trying to give birth to the ninth civilization. It turns out a trough with food for the elect, and through this good in other worlds. Picture.

Fee the Creator for his patience. They presented bread and salt. God forbid that the legs be carried away for the consequence. Proserpine is a hostage. And in the laboratories one did not take into account that it is necessary to work with this. The creatures are riddled with deeds from the appropriation of a common frenzy. Although everything was different in the coming of Christ. He went into the fact that he was able to reflect, and this is the origin. And that which has been shaved, is caught. It was reflected exactly what turned out to be only lead in the table of elements, he accumulated what was coming from above. And there were no complaints against each other. The interaction that yields the fruit there on the top, and complete infertility to that which is not yet capable of bearing itself for the future.

Instead of necklaces of qualities, we build up masses from dividing cells and feeding them with information from public toilets. Crushing and cell division. They work hard and underground from us, but on our own money. Got all and did not forget themselves in the end. Killing all and all, and myself through all this. The end, like the ending of this model, will be dealt with by all games.

And the result at the end, like start and finish at one point of the stop, only the opposite sides (with a marathon or middle distance).

"But I do not want to, about others, to die:

I want to live, to think and suffer,

And I know, I will enjoy

Between sorrows, worries and trevolnenya:

Sometimes I will revel in harmony,

Over fabrication of tears I'll spoil myself

And maybe my sunset is sad

Love will flash with a farewell smile. "

AS Pushkin wrote, dreamed, and to be one who is in the game of the Creator's knowledge.

Meetings for parting, to continue to meet and not to part, the game for themselves and their halves.

They already had to devote themselves to others. As a rule, they are shot or hanged with a lighted black eye. Restlessness, dissatisfaction with the visible has already become in the guise of a friend, in time more modern, as a bridge between that time and time where ASPushkin grew up with Natalia Goncharova. The image of today's problems today is being portrayed. Mostok - S. Yesenin.

The move was made by Natasha here and now, and at the same time the image of A.S. Pushkin in the game of Talkov, Martynov, Tsoi, Vysotsky and a descendant of the game of transcendence - Mironov. Completing them as a free ion and already without the word "how". Ion and free!

Therefore, we can no longer be surprised that they meet in a dissolved form wherever the Superior requires them.

Talkov met at Baikal, collected those souls who did not know repentance even there. Tsoy was taken out of the game at the foot of the Belukha, guarded her from encroachment when it was needed.

Then a meeting with him in the place where zlato pulled on himself those moments that will get rid of all together (Buryatia). Yes, and Martynov and Mironov sat side by side: the Arshan waters, like the keys to the fount of the Earth, compiled a song about themselves. They have something to tell about what is happening in the depths for those worlds that are in constant work and they once have no time to compose and skillfully retell these events, as a panorama for their performance that we do not see, or maybe just do not try to see and hear at the same time.

And Vladimir Vysotsky - is no longer a bridge, but a bridge between worlds, compacted it like a pavement cobbles underfoot, making an entry loud in it.

On the Arbat is the same path. They clatter pedals, but the cart in the horse harness clinks to wherever it is better or more sonorous.

And modern Natasha has got under a cart and has damaged the health for many years if not to go into more detail in these affairs.

Meeting us for parting, as it were, for meetings in a new role. Disassembly, unraveling with a raid from the original game of Adam and Eve. What then to all at once will not have any relation. The game in dense relations (bodies) one to one is antipodal to that which was played at the level of mental relations. The whole difference is like a network for catching all the players at once. Nyachatsya superiors, that the carbon monoxide was only after the bath.

In the meantime, the bonds, confusion and unraveling. The interweaving of destinies, where Natasha after retiring from this life will try to Hope to reign. She left with the help of those energies that were spent for her treatment (result). And then the combination, the result and the design of something new. I wonder what's new? We need the final of this game, and he has already found himself.

Hope only offered me joint work, especially the reason was that sick people are all around, and who is interested in this, there is a need to see here and now.

The channel, for this purpose formed from the correspondence to today's days, was tested on one woman, and she corresponded to it. She was ill with cancer, but the stage was already talking about the degree of her departure to a different world, and it corresponded to what was done in appendicitis today. In life she tried to live at the expense of others and in this she succeeded, she was at work. Benefit of restructuring helped to own a small business. In life, she tried to live at the expense of others and succeeded in this, was in business, the benefit of restructuring helped to be the owner of small business. And the money for the products was taken from those who worked with it once.

Hope with her also worked, she did not have money, but she saw herself in a different world, and this was enough to hopefully lose the game. It is made out there, but here it is realized with the help of the body. The problems of the body are convincing. Cancer, irradiation, stretchers to continue the irradiation. Women's affairs, and women's problems, but the legs were no longer able to walk.

For Hope, the move was made There, and here they invited her to take part in the fate of the one who was listed in her friends.

Came with her and those who were in the game of the current events. We looked at the channel of this woman, on which she came today, he impressed and spoke about many things, and he was brushed.

They looked at her from all sides and did not associate her affairs with what she owned there, but here she could not keep it in order. In a word I snatched it, but here you need craftsmen to keep it all in a certain harness.

So we met to continue it. Everything was done for the oncological patient to stand up. Less than a month, she already danced at a birthday party in the company that she materially infringed upon for her own good. Touched by her friends, looking at her. She turned from half-mummy into a blossoming woman and very often repeated that she now knows how to live. We were looking at her, rejoiced, and the joy was double, when we heard that she would completely change her life to live.

But a little time passed and she with renewed vigor began to borrow money again, and to give them was not strong enough, and this was already her problem, why she promised.

And to us and Nadezhda, the oncologist doctor provided an opportunity to work with people in a good office in a good place. I just had a vacation, why not try.

But there was one "but" here. Natasha announced that her time There had come, and therefore the treatment should take place in a certain direction: through Hope, the reception of energies and distribution by bodies according to her already definition.

Novo, and you will not say anything in return, and is it worth it? So the certain coalition was defined in work with the person, and Natalia Goncharova used Natalia Goncharova's appearance for registration of other game, already taken place heroine, Helena Roerich. Recently, it has become fashionable to roam from the body to the body. The Ninth works to shape the images taken from the common past. And where is the past image of Elena Ivanovna Shaposhnikova, in what did he find himself? The image of the one that Natalia played there at the top after the evolutionary achievement in the thought form was assembled.

But while we are still preparing for evolution in stages. Someone (Satan) before the time let all the shapes around him, this turned out today, and he will have to get rid of everything together in the same way as here (in front of the exit from here and the events also evolved). Two rings on Saturn in two directions, and will have to work all. The fact that Saturn does not miss, it forms itself and echoes those who have time. It takes a day to separate the present from the conceiving. Moreover, Natalya left before her time in life, as she fell asleep, not waking up in today's day. But the one who led it not openly (outside prismatic relations), he continued to spin her in her arms.

From Natasha came the news: "Sadism continues." We continue to play.

As though from Natasha the instruction came, as it is necessary to work together with it.

Hope had to come to work on time, well slept and without a memory of the potions in the body. This was one of the main requirements, flying from the venerable, sat in the halo of Saturn.

Saturn, gaining strength through proper work in the body of appendicitis once, and now he (at the time of stagnation) thinks himself the main teacher. The headmistress in one word, distributes whom to where and replaces recently of all - achievement, like the ending of the game, in terms of satanic hands on the impact (multifaceted). Stop.

The main idea about all of them - the restoration of cells after any interference, that does not concern the Creator, or, more correctly, just this topic concerned it, the others joined it, being able to hear and fulfill at its own discretion. The game has begun.

Nadezhda and I discussed the demand. Knowing her neighbor Lyusya and the habit of Nadezhdinogo cohabitant Oleg, I still had to stress on the fact, I asked her not to stay up until the morning. The main thing is to get enough sleep and take their game, once the move is made, and it concerns everyone if the world of teachers claims about itself and will cut everyone under its packing.

The result of worship to someone other than their own universe has a fruit, and they will be fed anyway, the sooner, the better, the time for smearing from him will be a little.

The next day, as a sin, or according to all the rules of the nascent coalition, Hope for work was not alone, with Sergei. He spent the whole night with a bottle of wine, or maybe more, naturally did not sleep and was forty minutes late. These forty minutes are being pursued everywhere and to this day. Sergei is her new passion. Nadezhdina loving always struck, but not so much.

And what was supposed to work through it was furious, there were as many claims as there were stars in the sky. Grandfather frost poured on us a tub of mud and at the expense of our energies withdrew and further to rule, with a sigh of relief from the general cargo, found the extreme.

During the swearing of the Nadezhdina game, we had to see a lot: Soviets and advisers (and who are the judges ?!). Interwoven energies from all worlds, like tangles with threads, ready to have a new pattern and at the same time to find the basis and pattern. It would have turned out all according to the laws of the given time. Through theft, murder and the use of forces and baits. Hope managed to break this connection and zasobiralsya the road right there. And how and how it will happen is already local affairs. With the help of those who happened to be around and by all the standards of the current game, they are subterfuges. To be the conductor of someone else's thoughts did not want to, and it is understandable, her past will not allow her to do it.

"The system, as her children, overcame.To connect with her on the ground," - she said, she begged. We are playing for the manifestation of what has already arisen there, beyond the horizon, from our joint actions. The higher one activates them, so that they manifest themselves, and in our actions we need to say "No" to them.

Hope decided to immediately say the affairs of Saturn "no" and stood up in opposition. But at the same time she told us all: "I'm Satan, and you sort other roles yourself."

What could Hope say at that time. Denying someone's role, you automatically stand on this place, and she took the path of confrontation. As an astrologer understood the essence of Saturn and on this occasion often joked in the astrological center. As a mathematician understood and other functions - from the change of the place of the summands the result does not change. She left to replace the term of the word "Satan", becoming this essence for a moment, when the general game reduced to zero, making a move as an outcome. So Lucifer, becoming in the place of Satan, regained his abode, having passed the path of death in this period of time for his own growth, having come out of the common crash through work with Saturn, restoring his former importance - legal intervention in earthly matters.

And rules, those through themselves Jesus carried, when played all at that time. Jerusalem is a money-grubber, sands, as Moscow now stands on singing sands (communicating vessel, like Baikal and Teletskoye). But then it flocked there that which went from above (the hourglass), and in Moscow they take on everything that once and with someone something happened. From the aria to the concoctions came, as Lucifer declared himself Satan. Once it was different. Satan declared himself and declared Lucifer. Lucifer got the word Satan.

In the work Satan replaced him instead of yarn for yarn, turned out to be solid snakes - sting, apparently and invisibly, rays.

The denouement began on the unraveling of roles, when Nadezhda left by the rules of the earthly game, living by the principle of who was instead of her There in the sky. Manifested, merged, designated the name of one for all - Hope and again for the work. 1997 - the time for picking out the spheres and earthly stars of those who nurtured themselves in the names of strangers. Natasha was separated from those who grew up on her - modern teachers. They need their own future, and at the expense of someone - cancellation. And instead of all this - a day that is woven one at all for a transitional moment and no more, like a bridge between worlds. And what's more - Over and over, it too is not appropriate in the Future, it's just not there. Otherwise, why should we play all this?

It's time for us and Galina to move away from the monument to Alexander Pushkin and N. Goncharova, through which the spirit of the Earth was elevated for splicing it with the one who is on the road. In this case, there were qualities with the Milky, like Hope for all on the Future without the word "how".

Since it was through her (sphere) on the earth that the qualities went on for the introduction and continuation of oneself without the Creator's blow, but precisely for that in the future. And while they are in someone's hands, there was a test of their qualities. Proserpine tracks every moment (from the composition of a diamond to a single pearl), like a shell. Consonance in working with Lucifer will determine this step without any fabrication, the memory of Satan will not allow it. What is done there, tops.

And here the stained name of Lucifer was again washed through the work to reveal the fact: where did the spirit, pulling on the word Satan (Saturn), come from? And what is a diamond without anyone's sense? He is out of work, in the foot, also Satan, that is over. And when in the hands of those who are magnetized on the game from the composition in the prism, it can also become, and a double to it - without the Creator's knowledge and being in the hands of only Lucifer in his deed of altering (changing) from one to another.

Where did Hope go? Most likely, for the manifestation of all these players. When leaving life as Natalia said that the time will come and everything will be forgiven her, and she will be found in the abyss of today's events. Hope did not yield to persuasion to stay here, all my attempts were reduced to zero: "I have nothing to pay you" - was her main argument.

"Who's asking you for a fee?"

"I know the rules of the world."

"But we are friends, and we have an astrological map complementing each other, like the two halves."

- We are playing against each other, to exclude from their worlds rationed apple at the expense of others.

- Just be out of the game.

- It does not happen. I played it out, so as not to be in someone's game by someone's inspiration.

- The Creator will show all and all.

- I have a new beginning, and it's all to nothing.

- How to know what you deny, then play it. And where is the guarantee that your new beginning will not begin through a greater manifestation of those who play for the splicing of the worlds and through it draws from those who are not even acquainted with them, especially since through current life you have an entry there.

Hope did not go to persuasion to be here, and whoever could persuade her, everyone has their own program and correspond to it - the only way that you can leave your world. And she's gone, but she's in charge of our affairs, we're still in the body, and our clumsiness for many structures is bait.

Herein we thrive here and now. And each program is acceptable for those who have found themselves in this.

And even earlier, in Chemal (the meeting of astrologers in 1992), I had to kill that snake that protected our way when we went to the mountain, where the foot of Helena Roerich stepped. Mount Camel - that's what they call it. One hump under the sunlight, when it leaves on a rise to another place, another mountain is never illuminated by the setting sun for some reason. And the mountain is one.

The degree of the game has changed and in Hope, in that hike the game for her according to the standards of the superior was changed. Sharp games with a serpentine bias began. One snake is the one that went to scare us away from a collision with that invisible world where she was the Lady and was already following the evolutionary circle. Another snake, the one that was on Charysh, developed in parallel. She grew up on the fact that our concepts were distorted from the apostasy of their personal programs.

They have different ways and roads, but they contain a place where everyone has a place. One dives into the unknown and meets with what is called modernity, and she kills her. The other slips back to where we came from here, and she even attacks when she needs it. And for what? To merge with us in a duel and zaimet What that time will indicate. Since we could not substitute ourselves, beat her with a paddle, fought off her zeal and insolence, all at the expense of breaking the rules: "Do not kill" and substitute yourself for a strike. We could not do it, we lacked composure. Although they could contrive and throw it back with an oar. But the speed of the current and an unthinkable cast overshadowed our minds for a moment, and we entered into battle with it. It turned out a fairy tale and a lesson for a long time. To that, and attacked, at the expense of this have. The invisible stroke, and the energy drain in the hands of others.

And now he is attacking. Serpentine thought does not change Lucifer (penicillin) in the spheres to the end, he went to another monastery under the Creator's knowledge. In his place rose Satan (gangrene) - reigns. But we something, do not we know? Hardly.

They say that someone will come and wash everything. Fades or flies.

The generation of energies allows the body to contain it from its festering. The word Lucifer will light up a new concept in the sky, and it will be in tune with other knowledge, those that Proserpina had in mind, which here managed to play only a crate from Uranus, which became his Essence for later on from the role he played (gaining his experience). The combination of it with her is one and the same thing, that the word of Lucifer's abode against laboratories, but fell from their machinations, will fall and they in due time for it, the laws work.

And why in the future organism appendicitis (a pantry of unnecessary substances), if there is a word love from those higher to those who are always at work on the improvement of everything in general?

Lucifer in the work, giving hope to the Future through the root system from the Past, made his move.

So we in an original way on Chemal acquired a new current with past accumulations (diamond fund). Proserpina along the Luciferian path made her convergence with those who started themselves on clothes from the past, only these roles were performed by others. The snake also changes the skin, and it echoes the original pattern "from" and "before."

Round one repeats and kill the same ones. And we killed that snake that came out to us for talks, or rather, only to warn that we are going to where the convergence and those who echo the former will go. They made themselves from the clothes of the first, who followed those who played them in thought forms. And they were the first to go to all the main roles, since the last ones entered a stuck elevator or already a bus.

Disassembly, and for disassembly left by all the standards of current events secretly, without reference to those who call themselves venerable. Part with them, as a separation from them. They have the right to design themselves to a full understanding of them. Opinion can not take a long walk, it dresses them for presentation. They are something for travelers in the desert to make a certain thought, and those from them stay away. Panorama for the play. Venerable in the game and a step away from them are the travelers of evolutionary completion, there is no one superfluous.

He who echoed, they left to conclude the cycle and exclude themselves from it for a new role, and that's the will of the Lord: who and what to play in it. But one thing is clear: much will be offered, as if dodging in time. Exalt to utter unrecognizability, to return to yourself through it all will be very difficult.

The Lord gave all equally. He has one measure for all: to match the word Man. In games beyond the play can be a unit, and they were once the first to begin to echo the step of the Creator's reference, and echoing their step until the power of the game with outlandering. Sorting is in full swing here and now.

The Altai Territory echoes the step (the collection of micronutrient units collected for the Creator's reference), and much more has stuck to it. Moscow buying through front men has completed its actions on a paper basis. And in sight - Moscow prices, are beyond our existence. Can we be for them an appendage that will enable them to move to our land when the expected collapse of Moscow will occur? And where are we? Dilemma. But she will solve the question for everyone: "Who are you?" Going or echoing to kill.

And we with Galina get our feet walking on the cobblestone road, we go out to some bazaar. There is a sale of books. We chose for ourselves what to take to Barnaul for a long time, but the road determined our desires, we moved away from the table without taking anything.

Fragrances of roasted meat brought down the rhythm of the intestinal tract. We understood that the kiosk was preparing food in violation of all norms, but could not resist, took a cake wrapped in it with roasted meat, seasoned with seasonings and with a salad in addition. Galina could not resist the strawberries. Strawberries in early May, decided that we were lucky, but when they started eating, they thought that it was designed for visiting suckers. The taste is cheesy and the density of the wood has been enlightened, that everything has its time, and every fruit or berry is better to the table from its places.

And our mother-capital is not for inviting guests, but for drawing them into their games and squeezing money.

If through this place there was an exit of players, then from it it is necessary far away, or already taken place player it is necessary to be.

They became thoughtful and went on to practice their legs. Our way from Arbat to Poklonnaya Hill. Greenery and flowers. Towards the flower clock came closer. Beautiful, as it should be in a beautiful color of life with a properly adjusted clockwork. But while we are chatting from lack of it. We try not to see the difference in the hour of the day, but it is perceptible to disgrace. One day is shorter than the other by a lot, but on the dial is clearly measured, chasing the position of the spheres - one word of the clockwork mechanism, from the magnetic fields recharges itself. And if the course of the fields changes, what arrows will show on the dials? And whether we believe them to the end, if the rhythm has changed in general, and the quality of the day as it were not at all. Satan.

Here again, we are with Galina on the Poklonnaya Hill, reminiscent of war, a monument to the majestic and columned tanks. And we increasingly sit down at the tables at the numerous cafes. Closer to the evening there are fans of videos, slide on the asphalt, demonstrating their skills.

Bicyclists also began to come to cozy places near fountains, where the children from cold water took rubles and pennies for their joy. Someone left a memory of themselves, and someone at the expense of them made himself a more memorable day on Poklonnaya Hill.

The locomotive past the children and their parents, a good trip, and we would not mind, but we have to go to the last stop, and our legs like Protestants are prone to abstinence. Go where the path is closer to the metro stop.

We reached Red Square. There they saw the posing twin of Ulyanov-Lenin. In his hand he held the newspaper Iskra, which was supposed to make a flame on the entire earth's hemisphere. How can you not want to be photographed with him, when for a long time you want to burn with a blue flame all that from which today's affairs grow. Vulgarity, rudeness, debauchery, sadism and solid murders, both in the body and with it. They paraphrased, turned over, how they melted and melted to change the contents in the alloy, almost without changing its appearance, and the content of today says. Demonstration of it and the importance of it under the slogans and vows to be true to him living there on the top (at the energy level) at the expense of all, and in fact he is "alive than all living", all for this they did: a feeder for the venerable there, but here from loud champing spray. And we belong to this trough who is closer, who is further, and who does not have any sense in getting there, nothing will come from the boars of corrupt ones, who for their own glory have given the country to plunder, both on a physical level and energetically, we are robbed by everyone. After all, we are children of the system, and this is just a single koshara or doynya. Now is the time when the number of livestock is reduced, and they are doing the same with us. Who else does not see it?

Finish the Egyptian pyramids, where the collection of energies went through the construction of stones monolithic, and in them gliders.

The nation received knowledge in invisible ways, believing the information fields tied up over these places. Theft was encouraged already then, on this grew the coalition, and it separated, although how can you separate something in a single body? Appendicitis.

And from this common cup and want to escape, where from us someone has already managed to cook the compote, and they managed to get drunk. It seems that the spirit from oxides, sitting on someone, is capable of such a drink, the main thing is to properly design the drain from all and on this to develop a common current, like a must that gives him progress in the spheres. I wonder who plays such a role, if everyone means something in a different world, consonant with us by actions and deeds in the universe?

What our deeds are known to everyone here, and the spirit stinking to blame, or we measured it out, especially in repetition.

The pyramids were, and in the pyramids was the essence.

Our common "breath" gave a general "exhalation", by which he somehow got up in a different world, where Reason and not one day reigns. And this stake, of course, will be here in opposition to Mind, but how? The creator will, will not offend those and others. Some will think that here Hell in all its glory. Others will hope for today - in another they do not have a place yet.

Everything has its time, and everyone in it will find the moment when he will be cramped in this world. And from here, but here the road begins by taking on faith the word about God as the love of the Universal. In creativity constant in the name of the day, where you become an individual, this is where the basic pitching begins. We feel literally everything, but hanging laws tell you "stop," doing them is a step there.

No - to disintegrate above and under you, like hovering in a world of perfect lies (a conditional world without any progress in the world otherwise by all the standards of existing laws in the Universes). So the world of the oxide, in contrast to itself, attracted creativity from the worlds of others, which of the oxides make the mineral one for all, and it will be again similar to the one that was on the Milky Way during its growth without any stop, after subtracting the game of Adam and Eve "foot").

But we also have a continuation of their game. On Red Square, the sitter turned out not bad. On the one hand, chimes are beating, beating the rhythm of today in the performance of the new with the intention of its own, in tact finding the style that leads everyone to a single graph (the general "exhalation"), instead of the Count (Vorontsov Roman Illarionovich) to everyone in the name of each individuality creation).

On the other hand, numerous churches beat the bells in the convocation of those souls who trample down the earth to find in themselves that Suti that was once given by the Creator himself (the working time) to continue his own course at the expense of it. An interesting combination is obtained from this in the temples, and no less interesting is the plot on Red Square.

Another day of our stay in Moscow is over. The subway sounds constant warnings about terrorist acts, it is not very pleasant to listen to, but this is one of the facts of our modern life. We go home to meet again tomorrow for some visit.

Today was a very busy day with plots. That monument to Alexander Pushkin and N. Goncharova met on the Arbat, then on Poklonnaya Hill visited, and now even at the end of the day they photographed with an ally of Ulyanov-Lenin in an embrace. Picture: could this be in life? It turns out that no, judging by the line of fate. But there is a compromise for the general idea - it turned out a knead for the trough. Top dressing is good, boars though where, and their growth as an opal, pleases the Creator with a shoot. The flora changes from the successes of the venerable and in the body by the windbreak, where there is more, where less, but the one where, to a greater extent, every evening at a Moscow apartment, is studied. The impulse is caught as a final fact from pyramids of any kind, and it affects the own timbre of a young still organism. An invisible stroke, but how many lacking the correct flora. What kind of growth then? Who can relate to the certainty that, as it were, sleeps like an eternal sleep (a stake for the Universes). But during life and after it was awarded with verbal epithets: "Lenin is alive all living", judging by the energy layout, so it is.

"Lenin lived, Lenin lives, Lenin will live." Bravada or someone's desire? Then in the name of what? Only the continuations There on the top there is no one else until the situation is sorted out.

The created cycle of the pyramids was fixed on one of those who once went from the Milky to the introduction. And the fact that it was twisted by time, as on a spindle - this lay in the Mausoleum in its final form. And he just does not have anything to do with the picture that was created all the time, he was walking, and he was hooked on him. What a person wanted to see at that time, that's what the last player from the Milky Way is wearing. It turned out to be a good knot, and at this site grew that atheism, from which that early player in this world guarded, making a descent from the Milky Way (Jesus).

And at the same time, what went from the pores of the earth, it was saturated with that feeling for everything. Atheism fit in the spirit of the earth, coming out of the pores and becoming a bitter. Only the last player from the Milky could comprehend its completion, and on this grew a whole bouquet of this life. Meeting the lowest atheism (atheism complete) with the higher (creativity in the output and input, as the root of extraction and the root of involvement).

The descent of Jesus Christ and through him the way out into the realms of those who wanted to comprehend what is beyond the horizon. The exchange of an information field (like Teletskogo with Lake Baikal), and what could grow on that, everything is in front of us in a matured state. Kishmish pitted. And where is the bone?

Again the image of Helena Roerich (Shaposhnikov) surfaced. She second-rate the mental growth of what was called in the spheres of Eva. And that Eve is ready to accept someone higher and who was belittled by circumstances (the fold of the Earth) for a particular game, becoming a guide to the coming of Jesus Christ. But did she become his mother? What Jesus himself says about this is: "My mother is where my father's words passed through me will be heard and understood, the age will not end, and I will rise again in the works that my father will make through me."

Apparently his father united the concept of the Pyramids and, combining their ultimate goal, made through this entry into Proserpine. And she, as a good programmer, descended to the ground through the Uranium sheath to realize the manifestation of those who descended to Earth for their own growth, collecting all the players into one whole, and with it played a game on Earth. And the transfer of his energies again came to the one whom on the earth was already called Igor Talkov.

On this was born, and that was alien to this cosmos, but a plowman in any work. We must, so it is necessary. There is nothing superfluous here, and in everything, as in all there is a zest hidden in both bodies and in cases of its seizure. One of itself withdraws, that way for all to designate. Another of her fetches with her deeds, so that she does not answer for it with the Creator. And the Creator created this zest from the beginnings of the one who got it and it turned out to be such a disconnect in the end.

So the general spirit of stagnation - the surrogate made a move to manifest itself in its own greatness. The progress at the expense of someone naturally, the eight, as well as the one that deals with the unraveling of the visions of Lucifer and Satan. In the general concept, they also had to be very long. Therefore, the sign of eternity and the eight was their temporary home in the universe. The long road and the long way in friction with each other. Hence, the spark was not so small, the flame will kindle, and this will be the current that the visible play will say: "No". Although diligence is great in the modern way of life without doing business, the Creator was behind the oxide, and it is he who creates the current that will annihilate him, as if he were annoyed by the mischief for everyone.

The creator will try to formalize and complete with the help of his own energies - this is the result. Milky Way zaimel move in the higher structure (in place Proserpine). And the oxide will find itself in the form of a microparticle from the struggle with someone who was above it in terms, but found that move from the Upper, where he lost himself for a moment, and on this all that plot was born that we will all get rid of.

The network in the hands of Jesus was, he drove it skillfully in the fish, but for what? It is visible on it and closed that cycle, which was born in the solar system, but having the desire to enter the Higher Cosmos. And there Proserpina quietly lived, until in its place did not want the result from the Milky Way. "Wow" and "Aha" - a meeting of two principles, when the materialization of bodies (the ability to produce through oneself those who are higher than their own concepts) has fully occurred. And this is not the conductor who rejects everything and everyone, but elevates it to status, as the root of all events at one's discretion. But the fact that this happens, the Creator himself follows all this. He is far from us, but he is also close to those who are attracted by the game of Proserpine, which has already become Uranus for others, and in Saturn, its interest is now manifested. The course and the entry in stages. And what does one who on earth become her half for a short life, as if for a moment?

He declared himself under the events that ended the affairs of the Pyramids. He said: "The change has come." And the fact that it was erected on it - this is an antipodal accomplishment, which was manifested exactly today's life, games in all and all. The spectacle of wit. To wave without looking at life, where everyone rejoices at another, as a kind, normal neighborhood with him.

Reason and reasonable decisions not to infringe upon each other. Such a game is accepted by the Creator himself, the other is not given, and on this it increases, then the day diminishes, we do not notice this "as it were". But there will be a period without "as it were" and in earnest, but so far everything is so serious and looks ridiculous to complete disgrace. There are laughter before hiccups, and there is not far and before vomiting. We played until the point there (the definition of the Milky in our today's affairs who have not yet seen?), And played until complete oskotinivaniya - dust, like soot, as the oxide is temporary manifested in them. But how much more should he rule? Until we figure out all the pyramids at once. What did they bring, what did they bring and what do they mean in today's day?

Picture. We sat on a horse so that she would take her to her own house, and she brought it to the farmyard yard, to the stall.

In the morning we planned to visit the mausoleum. We decided to get to the Bolshoi Theater, where the stage masters played and played. The ability to incarnate in a role with a vision of yourself in it and a feeling for those who made this picture with the sense of emotion in the present day. Not everyone is capable of this, and not everyone makes a smooth exit from the created image by someone and already them. It is saturated. The appearance is created, it is created and there, where we go (the mausoleum). And at the theater on the bench sleeping bum. The shuffling of a broom in the hands of a janitor woke him, and we, who were walking around the corner, were prevented from enjoying a bright beam, the morning was sunny, as all these days. On the leaves the leaves hurried after a solar charge. Photosynthesis flourished with the accelerated desire to live at the expense of someone. New, in Siberia everything is different. At us each leaf reacted to the processes going from the ground (raznosol). Here, the cell, like the amoeba, went to division, absorbing the game of the solar weave, and as a result, a leaf clone (one cage takes information, the rest of it is copied completely). Our system, not otherwise! And who is not so - in Siberia, baked at least as. Synthesis of natural confirmation, and it is pronounced in Natural data in Siberia. Here there is a division from one to all, and this is what each flora does, is obtained on this degree. Molecular stimulation is consonant with what is done above, and there is a reproduction of qualities for a qualitative dispersion to the Earth. Therefore, each leaf has its own tendency and has no repetition in its execution, although it looks like a clone. It has its own course, although the crown is one at all and the roots, keen on extraction, make and descend (as mlechniki) those units that were participants in photosynthesis. Metabolism, in which the main role is played by the trunk. As the thyroid gland distributes whom and where (like Jesus).

Even a tree grown from the work of brain gyri (seedlings), and then subject to a general pattern. When two "Gorno-Altays" danced in the garden, each leaf fluttered according to its own scheme. The branches, like transmitters, led the calculation for stem cells, there was a dump before time, and they were weakened for other processes in nature.

And we at the Bolshoi Theater decided to take a picture also against the background of the fountain. Captured themselves for memory and further on the road. The highway from the cars was empty, we decently went out to him, but there it was: the cars jumped out of the corner and rushed like bulls during bullfighting. We hardly carried our feet.

We are going slowly to Red Square. We went into the former dumplings, at the window stood and modestly ate a double Ulyanov-Lenin. The cap is not removed from the head, emphasized the similarity, or so it is necessary to the leader in places of congestion of the people. The costume was more modest than yesterday's with the newspaper Iskra. He had this from an old uniform, and in that case the velor suit was a uniform.

To recharge from gastric capacity, Galina and I took pancakes stuffed with cottage cheese, sour cream and tea. We treated the tea with sour cream with reverence, but the pancakes in the refrigerator seem to have dried up.

After the snack bar we go to Red Square without any stopping. Morning. The speaker is also called for a tour of Moscow. Yesterday's double with a newspaper in the hands is surrounded by other historical characters: Ivan the Terrible with his beautiful wife, oprichniks next to Dzerzhinsky and Nicholas II.

The double Ulyanov-Lenin posed for everyone, pigeons cooed on his hands. Actor, like those others.

Finally, we are in line with Galina to visit the Mausoleum. Guides recruit groups of people to go through the burial of something outstanding people of this time. Blood clots on the energy. Any exaltation in the body gives such a result. Any person corresponded to one unit, and if it somehow grow, the thrombus will appear in the blood through worship. Especially. Everyone who is on the planet Earth is considered a circulatory system, for it laws are written: "Do not deny anything" - the balance in the blood, and in the body as a whole is disturbed. "Do not recreate your idol" will also spoil blood clots, etc. in the same spirit.

And the queue at the Mausoleum, as never before. Nearby is a young man, going through, left a camera with him, and he will not be missed. Together we think about where to put it. Guides for a fee allow themselves to vilify someone's equipment. Kuzbass was lucky, especially going to Germany to a friend for a joint holiday on the Red Sea.

Finally, we pass to the square and head to the Kremlin walls. Grave business in the city center. Demonstrations, parades, concerts and mass festivities, and visitors in the first rush there.

Galina and I joined a group with a guide, turned out to be foreigners. The story of the guide about the great people of Russia ended on the approach to the Mausoleum. We are again probed by the apparatus and passed one by one inside. The dimness and steps go down, along the corridor we pass to the body of Ilyich. High sarcophagus. Special order, and all under a tremendous secret.

Do we need to know why this idea is put forward? This is already the problem of all the same laboratories.

The body lies, and people from all over the world flock to him. The idea of ​​communism was so to go to the world to seize it.

Vengr is walking in front of me, and he does not understand the whisper of the guard so that he does not stop during the course of the sarcophagus, but the young Hungarian still did not hurry, did not understand or did not try very hard, is it our business. Although the radiation under the sarcophagus became more impulsive. What is that? If a detective was being written, this would be a very interesting fragment for the scribble, and so - this is a very revealing piece of information. The more around the sacraments, the more discoveries there are. And here already there is no big difference who is under the sarcophagus lies, the model is working, it's time to deduce from it those who accidentally got there from the tricks of the Uranium sheath. When Eva introduced Proserpine, she was defended by those who were on the Milky Way. Gone, passing the path of the earth's tidbits, but making it a completely different shape. Women began to have those who went through the road, and they changed the course of Proserpine, making her a substitute for her place. And she went to Earth through Uranus for her own implementation of a single cell with the one she attracted with her program. He, playing with her a single party for the entire Milk squad in the case, went to the introduction of what was now a real Eva (Proserpina in the new performance: the female and the male in a single body), and the impetus from him during the withdrawal was transferred to Igor Talkov. And for what?

If you look at the situation from the top, then Proserpina also got a good lesson. She introduced herself to Eve and, unintentionally, she was later. Adam's growth took place so hastily that what developed through him was planted on Proserpinen Fields. Spotted out her field, as an honor, and where you can again be cleansed, as not here on Earth. There was an engagement with the one whom she first started here. And where is Lenin? He is what the inert particles were on his body. They echoed the step of those who walked from the Milky Way, already becoming a concentrate and those who developed themselves in the pyramids. Dorm. The communist leader stood in the way of those who raised themselves from the ruins to restore their qualities and on this also have a new beginning, like Lucifer, who, as not strange, counted all who are not lazy to Satan. But what we deny, we get. Loving VI Lenin, we, in principle, come into contact with those who have followed the path of development. In spite of who sat down during the movement. The magnetization of dust to create images has been going on for a long time, and the introduction of dust on those who could dissolve them, outlawed them, atheism is inferior, but leads at the expense of those who played in the universe of Christ.

Napoleons also lined up, playing, greatness filled, those who are higher than them by any measure, and they are still outside the laws. How to take them? They are taken by the pyramids and in their cycle, where nobody canceled the hourglass in the same way as everything else, but without them, since they are withdrawn from the games There, and here we finish playing for the time being and together.

The model is alive even without a mummy, although the growth of hair on it was invisible due to visitors, and us, generalized by the system. Under whose leadership this layout is made, it is not difficult to guess. If the Creator speaks of individuality, but here we are talking about the congregation through money-grubbing.

The system of Satan's execution is before us. And on whom, with this cancer tumor and does not count, as in our bodies, it also behaves, and eating a body, multiplies, and then what?

We leave from the crypt to Red Square. Free, familiar with the end of all the games at once. I wonder why you need to take information about mausoleum affairs? What is interesting here? Our past is twisted into one bundle, and we are so close to each other in it, but so far away in thoughts, deeds and deeds. What keeps us in a single harness?

Saturn is again attracted to our affairs. Two rings, as for a betrothal couple. Where is Adam, and where is Eve? Will they pass through these gates when Saturn acquires its former significance? One smoke curtain rushed in the direction of the clockwork, another ring against it. Two different directions, and between them, the canvas, which will hold Saturn at a certain level, in the law of equilibrium, as an equiva-tion. Separation of us into two levels will enable Saturn to contain himself and others to keep him in the harness.

And here the game around the Mausoleum is for someone and will be interesting, but to us from these matters and away, it's time to go beyond the boundaries of their concepts. Everyone has their own and not less interesting. Especially the connection of all the pyramids is obvious. The Sphinx played an important role in the Egyptian pyramids, and we have a pig and not a small one in the continuation of these games. In the trough, we are pleased to eat, becoming it for the sake of the names of the beyond (the world of inert particles, but not yet having rules in their decisions, but also not having the right to do lawlessness).

At one time, Jesus Christ at the request of many brought to Earth legalized rules for living together on Earth, for their own development and agreement.

He descended to Earth in the form of a ray. The Virgin Mary accepted it, not attributing anything from it. The placenta was charged by those microparticles that were incompatible with the data of this Cosmos (hello from Proserpine), as on Saturn the difference of the two rings in this game was felt.

All who enter here, necessarily corresponds to the sunny aspect (everything is appropriate and everything in business).

The game began to restore the dependence of the planets from us living on planet Earth.

We are familiar with the rules of doing ourselves. And whoever does this, leads to separation (like the two rings on Saturn). A model was built for separation from each other and, at the same time, accepting each other as a fact.

In the first case, Christ said: "He who is not with me is opposite me." And in this many have identified themselves.

In another case, he already says: "He who is not with me is against me, for I am your day, and in him you will know yourself." There was work to identify and separate for the provision, and to this Jesus was involved.

And who and how in the pyramids attracted, and what was done through it - this is an obvious worship and enormous waste of not only the treasury, but also us, who believed in the cause of that atheist who has not yet known the life of society without mass murder.

One to one received the result of a complete antipode to Jesus Christ by all the standards of existing laws. One spoke clearly and clearly about the kingdom of God. The other hoped for the righteous deeds of the party, where he was the first member of it.

 

They said to him: "You are the king of the Jews." And he replied that the power of his father through him will come when that time arrives and what is there in Heaven is fulfilled.

This one said that his party is the only force that the working class and peasants can provide and give everything, and most importantly - will end the war with Germany. A promising fact, still pay.

Another said that he brings laws into action through himself.

These act by all standards, breaking them.

Christ legitimized under the laws that he pulled to Earth through himself, praying for mercy for those who were attracted to his game of care from this world to then, will replace him in this place. Such a day will come, and he believed in it, he could not otherwise. "A holy place is never empty" and in its place rushed those who announced themselves very loudly. Flocks of black ravens flocked to accept his game for the continuation of the race. He left to return to the earth in spirit. And they acquired a human body, qualities for the Milky Way were not enough. But the thing is fixable, they through the execution of Christ made a gathering for the manifestation of the golos. Those who went to the seizure found themselves, and those who needed a transition to check quality for quality raw materials for future games and their future according to the scheme of individuality settled themselves in local events. Were screwed to light the others and get out after enlightening them. So the rings for Saturn are ready. Donation and sacrifice.

And the execution of Christ went by all the standards of those who wished to avenge Lucifer for the fact that he made of them just a blue sky. He refocused on the dirty idea of ​​what was in the general view, as a single trough for thirsty changes. The reverse side of our today's model has turned out, we have reached the common point of contact here now and there once, but to this day the blue sky is above us and underneath it is the same. Lucifer, although he freed the place, but does his work and did it, in any form, but with his own discretion and from a different angle.

And then he asked for everything that apparently beyond the horizon, not to respond to all that abomination, which attracted to itself, and which then manifests itself as a flora. And in fact, the flora manifested itself and manifests itself in those who echo this. The result for the echoing is pitiable. Hope gathered her in her time, but she did not want to pass it on. In her, in 1988, also interfered with the ninth civilization, and according to the scheme it was gone. Taking into account the interference in her, she left for the main denouement: she will try to exalt what Te expects, the double game, so she decided, born in the sign of the Virgin.

And in those days, all those who were too dressed for him at that time and not completely understood were tortured by Jesus.

He was beaten, and he whispered for mercy for those who did it.

Stones were thrown at him, and he urged them to remove them from the road so that someone would not injure them.

They spit on him, he begged not to make his own embezzlement, and will return, as if by the wind, as a result.

They threw themselves into words, and he carefully collected them. Wherever a man without them is an entrance ticket to the circle of power structures from Saturn. Designated for a new game, where everything is now taken into account, after completely unraveling us from the general game. In two halves.

"According to Senka there will be a hat," Saturn will attract. He changes his knowledge and renews his essence with each passing day. Now there is now where to go after the end of the world for new things, replacing the gorgon in deeds and deeds, but not in words. The moon used to take us after we passed away. But time has changed her Essence, and she now fully meets the position of the new Russians - at the expense of someone to live.

This in the worlds during development does not happen. Sump, trough or a pyramid of others. It is now more like today. Who knows what will happen tomorrow, every second of something changes, try - steal, but there is a common denominator, and on it goes the alignment.

One thing does not change - the word Man. The interpretations from the Bible remind us of this.

Only a man hardly needs to be reminded, he is in deed and in business, he goes to God, and that from him is an interpretation, like a bull a red rag, irritates, evokes and carries. The end result is known - kopieterapiya. Like a radiation strike.

But is it worth it to blame that he brought laws that need to be fulfilled. He first fell from the severity of these interpretations. The end result of the warnings of his also led to an answer.

Jesus spoke about the raising of the throne for God in his soul, from which he was immediately made. He said that only God can heal a person, who needs to clear the way. But a miracle happened and the word "god" healed people right there. Ray connected concepts and at the same time took man away from the claims of God.

Time did not correspond to what was done in organisms. A person has found a body at the expense of games, but he has not yet learned how to manage and did not know how. We needed an intermediary, and he entered through the virgin Mary. The mediator's path was deserted, and in the desert he found his face for others. Consonance with what was above became his main argument in this life, for another he was not tuned, and was doomed in advance. Live in today's life - it's worth a lot and worth it. The stranger can hardly take root in such a performance for a long time, he does it in a new way, he does not sit up on the spot, and how one can live here when there is no real flora, only it is prepared in the batch. Mesem her, how to make grape wine, but it's better than being in the trough for someone. On the energy and mental level, everything has changed already at the expense of those players, and we do not get into their rhythm well, and whether we need to live by installing the venerable, they guard our life under their markings, where the swastika is already like a fascist inclination to have someone under for a long time or forever. And this is a sign of eternity, and in motion he, like a milling cutter, cuts into a different meaning and enters it there. But whether they accept it or not - these are our personal problems with what they entered. While not accepted, but there is a cycle where everyone will individually fix this situation.

The cycle, as a day, for reflection, the way and more than one eternity. But not for the sake of others, but for yourself and your universe in the first place. Cleaning after yourself does not have to do subbotnik.