Translated Chapters of Book 10. The Sole Destructive Force of The Universe, And The Problem Encountered Each Age Of Imagery.

Anastasia asks in book 6, The Book of Kin, for people to go back into history and discover what problem in specific detail kept occurring to keep mankind from developing correctly. Once the problem is found in great enough detail the words of the people who are awake can start being heard and the sleeping people will all rouse each other out of sleep. There are some things in the translation of book 10 which greatly help I feel in realizing what the problem may have been during each age of Imagery. I will post the translation of the chapter from book 10 here, and then go into breaking down afterward what I feel the mistake may have been each age of Image.

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Book 10, "Anasta" by Vladimir Megre

In the first couple of chapters Vladimir describes Anastasia and their little daughter, also named little Anastasia.  He was asking Anastasia to recollect any past life memories of their daughter... -I'm trying, Vladimir, trying to see and understand a past life of our daughter, and it seems very strange to me.  Life of our daughter in the body was very short, no more then seven years, she lived many thousands years ago” -Yes, with such a s...hort life of a child one couldn’t find out much about the past. -Yes, not much, but sometimes it happens, that even during his short life a person performs an action, that is capable of effecting events, taking place in the next several thousand years. -Interesting, how could a child perform such an action, which will for thousands of years have influence over the lives of people?  Could you, Anastasia, tell, or even better, reproduce pictures from the past life of our daughter? -I can, Vladimir. -Recreate then. And Anastasia began an unusual story about the past life of our daughter.  Or a story about a girl, whose little piece of Soul is now habituating in little Nasten'ka. 


-Some time ago, Vladimir, on the Earth, as you know, came an ice period.  In regions, on which the ice was moving in, the climate was changing.  The increase in the coldness did not allow for growth of  the many types of vegetation.   Places, earlier rich in forests, fruit barring gardens and rambunctious grasses amongst the flowers, slowly turned into valleys, covered wish bare vegetation cover.   People, living at that time in one of those mountain base valleys have decided to leave their homes in search of a more favorable climate.   First the men left.  After them the leader of his kin Vood was taking with him the children and the elders out of the village.    Grey, one hundred and twenty year old elder, he walked ahead of the caravan of eleven mammoths, mounted with woven baskets, on one of them the children were seated, and in the others carried a reserve of food - after all it wasn't known how long the trip would take.   Along both sides of the mammoth caravan, on horse back and on foot people of his kin were moving and all the life forms that habituated the kin's domain.  It seemed that everything alive understood the necessity to travel to new areas and followed the people.  In the village the only plants remaining were the once that could not move around.  Plants that are doomed for death.   Vood was contemplating, trying to answer the questions that he posed to himself. Why did the undesirable changes in nature accure?   For what reason did the cold begin? By who's will was this catastrophe set out? Could it become a catastrophe on the whole Earth? Are the powers laid within people, to undertake whatever necessary to counteract that? Is there a connections between catastrophes and man's actions?

Vood understood: if the answers were not found, his kids and grandkids, his whole kin was awaited by a sad fate.  He saw: all the adults, walking right now in the caravan, preceived the nature's changes as a tragedy, their faces were sad and perplexed.  Even the kids have quieted down and were on the alert.  Only his beloved, six year old granddaughter Anasta, was playing – she started a game with the mammoth caravan leader.    Looking from the side, Vood was observing the game of his granddaughter with the mammoth leader.  Throwing the edge of the trunk of a huge, seven-ton mammoth on top of her shoulder, she was pretending, that she was dragging the huge animal.  And he, the mammoth, was even playing along.  His trunk, of course he was holding up in the air on his own, slightly touching the shoulder of the child.  From time to time Anasta would stop, as if taking a breath, wiping off nonexistent sweat from her little forehead and pronounce out loud:  “Oh, so big you are, so heavy and  so lazy”. As if agreeing, the mammoth nodded his head, clapped his ears, wiped his forehead with his trunk and again would place the end of his trunk on the shoulder of the girl, as if without her help he could not move from the spot.  This game was funny and harmless...   Vood was pondering about the past, trying to find in it the reason of the catastrophe, which forced the people to leave their kin's domains, but his thoughts were constantly interrupted by memories-pictures from the life of his granddaughter Anasta.   He did not chase away those pictures, they pleased him and destructed him from the sad thoughts about what has ac cured.   At some moment, remembering how on one of the mornings Anasta expressed protest to an accepted opinion, Vood even smiled.   He saw this picture with all the details and slightest nuances.    The lesson then was led by Vood himself.  In front of him under a spread out oak tree, there set a circle of children of different ages  and three adults. Vood started the lesson with the words:


It is known by many, that our for parents aspired to define the destination of all living creatures on Earth.  By doing this they taught the animals how they could be more beneficial to humans.  The animals then taught this to their offsprings, in this way our generation, just as any previous one, received from its ancestors a grand present.    And we, in return, should not only use it, but also  improve the abilities of all the earthly creatures, living around us.  Before our generation is a challenge of designing destinations of those creatures, which our ancestors did not do.     With these words Vood pulled out a grass snake from out of his shirt and continued” - For example, to understand for what purpose were the reptiles created, how could they benefit Men. Those gathered watched the snake wrapped around Vood's hand in silence.  The first to raise his hand, asking for a word, was a redheaded boy of about 5 years old.   Vood allowed him to speak. -I saw, - the boy began, how this little snake, or some other similar one crept up to our goat and drank the milk from the utter.  The goat stood on one spot, that means she was in agreement with giving away of her milk.  -Yes, grass snakes and other reptilians can drink the milk from the cows or goats, you are correct in noticing this, Izor.  But right now we will attempt to address the challenge, of what is the benefit from these creatures to man - Vood reminded the gathered. -Yes, I remember about our challenge, - continued redheaded boy, - I remembered, how he was drinking the milk and thought, that this creature should have a hole put in on the opposite end of its head – let him drink the milk as his tail drops into a container, so that it would fill with milk.  Then the  mother will not have to go milking the goat.   From all directions a choir of children's voices were heard: -We mustn't make a hole... -No hole, the creature will feel pain! -The milk will not flow from the hole, if the creature itself does not wish it. -The most important argument against the hole was – the pain which the snake will experience, - concluded Vood, - and a human should not inflict pain on the earthly creatures.  Your proposal is not accepted, Izor.   Vood wanted to go to the next question, but the redheaded boy did not give up.   -If a hole in the tail could not be made, then it could be done differently, - he announced. - When this creature was drinking the milk from the goat, it became bigger and bigger.  This happened because it had a lot of milk in it.  This creature needs to be taught how to come by the house to drain the milk into a pail.  Then the people will not have to walk out to the fields with their jugs to get milk, and the milking animals will not have to leave the grazing fields to the houses, to be milked.  Many different creatures will creep up to the houses, as they see that empty pail, tand hey shall fill it up with milk.   The children liked the idea of the redheaded boy, and they excitedly began to add to it their own ideas. -We need to train them to come to the humans with the milk by some kind of sound.  Say you clap your hands, or whistle, and they are immediately – creeping toward the humans competing with each other. -But I don't want to drink the milk that was pumped out of the snake, maybe they will add something to it, - humbly noticed one girl.  And immediately everyone started to argue with her. -The milk was in the cow's stomach just the same, and everyone drinks it. -Even if they do add anything, it will be even better.  They themselves, these creature are always clean, even though they crawl on the ground. -Yes, that is true, they are always clean, I've never seen a dirty snake. Izor was listening how the children were discussing his proposal, and he even got a prideful blush. -Your second variation, Izor, deserves attention – Vood praised the boy and then added: - more in detail we shall discuss your proposal next time, and until that time everyone will think and then talk about their opinions or propose their own alternative for the uses of reptilian creatures.  Right now though I would like to ask you, what purposes the well known to us animals already been determined.  Who is ready... Vood did not finish.  He saw a raised hand of Anasta, with a tilted palm towards him.  This gesture indicated, that the girl did not agree with something and had intentions to express it. -State your protest, Anasta, - Vood allowed. -I am against delivering of milk to the homes by the creeping creatures. The children, one after another, began to object Anasta: -But why? -We should not deny ourselves comforts! -These creatures are not doing any service to the humans right now, but here they will have something to do. -The people will have more time to do more pleasant things, and not have to milk the cows. Anasta calmly listened to the objections and then continued: -If the crawly creatures will bring men the milk from the cows, then Men himself will turn into a cow. -What are you saying, little girl?  Explain – one of the adults present at the lesson could not restrain himself. And Anasta continued: -Man, upon receiving milk from the cow or a goat or a camel or some other milk, in return gives that animal his attention and feelings.  If he will not take the milk from the cow himself, and the the animal will not feel his attentions, then the milk will not be as good.  His feelings of gratitude, the Man gives away to the raptalian creature, receiving from it a snake's milk.  Between all the creatures and Man it will become a intermediary.  The snake will tempt the Man with its alluring service and will milk him, sucking out those noble feelings, that were intended for all the earthly creatures.    Deep in though, everyone was silent for some time.   In Vood's imagination suddenly appeared a picture:  a spread out apple tree, covered with hanging fruits. Before it stood a man and a woman.  The woman said: -Look, my beloved, one apple has already ripened, it is very beautiful.  The apple tree wants to gift it to us.  Reach the branch, bend it over and pick the ripened apple.    The man tried to reach the branch, but could not.  He wanted to jump up to reach the branch that was holding the ripe apple, but at that time a snake appeared on the branch.  It picked the apple, and holding on the the branch, in service stretched itself out offering the fruit to the Man. -Thank you, crawly creature, - said the Man and patted the snake. The man and the woman did not thank the tree as they walked away from it.  They gave the beneficial feelings of gratitude to the snake.  The apple tree trembled and half of its still unripe fruits had galled down to the ground.   And Vood interrupted the silence: -Your protest, Anasta also deserves attention, it is partially accepted.  We all need to think about the effects of substituting of the direct connection for intermediary between Man and all the living and growing life forms on Earth.  We must think about what effects it will have on us in the future.  I suspect, at the next lesson we will come back to this subject.  And for right now, - and he circled all the present with his eyes - as we agreed,  I ask you to name the existing purposes for animals that we are familiar with...

Book 10, "Anasta", Vladimir Megre


-I know, I know, - resonated impatient children's voices. -Very well, - Vood nodded, - talk by taking turns, and each one should name no more then two purposes for animals.   Children, one after another jumped up from their places and quickly shouted out answers: -The cow and the goats give milk, they eat the grass and every day they come to Man so that he will take their milk. -The donkeys and horses purpose is to ride the Man, when he does not want to walk with his own legs. -The chickens and ducks walk and fly around somewhere, but almost every day they return and lay eggs, so the Man can come and take the eggs. -The mammoth is needed to lift heavy things and relocate or move them to other places, to which the Man indicates...   Children were going around the third time already, attempting to remember the purpose of all  the  known to them animals.   Finally Vood raised a new question. -Who can answer, under which conditions different animals work together, and in which ways does the Man direct them? -May I explain, addressed those present the same red-headed boy, and without hearing an objection, looked at Vood.  He nodded in agreement.  - The animals begin to work together, when a Man wished to build himself a home.  The Man directs them with the help of a musical flute.  First he plays a melody that calls everyone to himself, and all types of animals come to him and birds as well.  The birds sit down near by him and wait, that is how they were trained by our ancestors.  After finishing the melody the Men lovingly looks upon all the animals and bows to them.   And all the animals which have a little tail, happily wag them when the Men looks upon them lovingly.  And those who can not wag their tail show their happiness in other ways, because it brings the most pleasure to the animals when Man looks upon then with a loving gaze.  Then the Man makes a different sound on his musical flute.  Out of the group of animals immediately jump out the bears and begin to dig a row in the ground where the Man has marked with sticks.  When the Man decides that the row should not be dug any more, he then makes a different sound on his flute, and the bears return to their spots.  To the new sound the mammoths pack rocks in the rows that the bears had made.  All this time above the chosen spot many swallows are circling around, they are very anctiously awaiting their melody.  And as soon as Man plays their beautiful melody on his musical flute, the swallows dart to and fro, they are bringing in their little beaks small pieces of earth, straw, feathers – and everything out of which they make their own nests, and pack that which they brought onto the rocks, until it starts to look like a wall of the house.   The boy finished talking, and Vood saw, how once again Anasta had gotten up from her spot and raised her hand with a pointed towards him palm.  Vood allowed Anasta to speak. -Teacher Vood, I want to ask you, is the construction of one's home considered to be a pleasant and interesting project? -Yes, - answered Vood, - of course, it is a very pleasant and creative action of a conscious person.  -Teacher Vood, why then is it that this pleasant project is strictly prohibited to do by children?   Vood knew about the persistent idea of Anasta to build her own little home.  She repeatedly started this conversation at home with Vood, but he patiently explained to her, why children were not allowed to build their own homes.  Now she asked her question in front of other adults and children.  Clearly she did not ask this for no reason.  “She has come up with some idea”, - decided Vood cautiously and began to answer: -Children, especially those which have not fully comprehended the essence of the Universe, by taking the flute and playing on it, might unwillingly distort the melody, the the animal-builders will get confused and not know what to do.  -Teacher Vood, may I show you something? - asked Anasta. -Yes, if it is tied in to your question. -It is tied – answered Anasta and began to sing.  She sang very quietly.  With her delicate voice she drew out different melodies, those same once that the adults would use when building their homes.  -She didn't make the slightest mistake, - quietly noted one of the present elders.  -Yes, she didn't, - agreed another. -But the melody she only heard once, - underlined that elder who was sitting on the fallen tree on the last row.  And added: - the girl has a good memory.   After finishing to sing, Anasta asked Vood: -Teacher Vood, did I make at least one mistake in any of the melodies? -You, Anasta, did not distort the melodies, you sang them in full exactness. -Then the fist challenge has been taken off of me? -We shall assume that is has, - admitted Vood.  But there exist also other conditions.  Under certain conditions some of the children can be allowed to build a home.  This could happen, if this someone, in this case one of you, will share their thought up project and the elders will accept this project as a new option.  Then they, as an example to others may allow for the building of the home.   Vood, felt that quiet beneficial situation has arisen and he can activate the creative thought of the children present at the lesson, and he said: -I will suggest to all the willing to propose their project in two moons.  Fist we will discuss together all the projects, we will choose the best one, and then propose it to the elders for consideration and to make a discussion.    Vood was correct: even the smallest children and those who were older, got very excited about having a chance to present their unusual project...

Two moons later Anasta presented her idea along with other kids.  Another boy, whom she liked very much, was picked for creating the most innovative design and she was picked as well.  She came up with the idea of putting an addition to the house where the bees lived and through a small opening, with the vibration of their wings they would  spread the sweet flower aroma throughout the whole house.  Anasta's idea was considered to be the most innovative but she was still not allowed to build her own house, because the law was such that only a man and a woman who have decided to start a family could build a home.  Anasta was heart broken, but the young lad, Alan, whom she had favored,  offered her his amulet, asking her to marry him and promised to wait for her, as he was eight years older.  She agreed and they exchanged their personal amulets.   Finally Anasta was allowed to build her house for only a short time but then was allowed to keep it as an observation of bees during the summer and winter seasons. Anasta was so touched by this boy's actions towards her that she also wanted to find a way to make him feel worthy of her.  She was inspired to create something incredible and beautiful for others to see and rejoice in and for him, Alan to be proud of her.  And the grandfather said that it was a good idea that she had come up with, he encouraged her to compose, under an impulse, beautiful creations, and only with that may the human love be concurred.  The next chapter is called “The need to think”.  Vood notices that Anasta is not showing any signs of sadness that her whole kin had to leave their kin's domains and starts talking to her.  She explains that she is just trying to cheer everyone up and herself has decided to return to her motherland after seeing everyone off to try and find a solutions.  Anasta was convinced that there on her motherland is where the solutions would reveal itself.  Vood, after listening to her and understanding the importance of her thinking had agreed to let her go.  Anasta said that she must go back to protect her favorite flower that was dew to bloom and would feel sad if no one was there to rejoice in it.  She also said that there is a clue that no one had bothered to look for, she just knew it, everyone thought about how to leave the land and where to go, but no one had thought to look for a clue as to how to stop the ice from moving in.  And she pointed out to her grandfather that at the lessons he had always encouraged them to think.   He tolled her to take the last mammoth in the caravan, the son of the leader and use him to come back on when the cold set in and she had to catch up to them.  The next chapter is about mammoth Dun.  When still very young, Dan had gotten hurt, Anasta nursed him back to health while teaching him words by pointing to objects and things and naming them.   Book 10, "Anasta", by Vladimir Megre.

“The mammoth and the little kitten carefully watched the actions of the little girl, and after a few days, during which she regularly repeated her studies, an incredible thing happened.  When Anasta pronounced the words “sky”, “clouds”, the young mammoth and the little kitten would fix their eyes on the sky.  With the word “grass” - look at the grass.  And with the words “little flower smells” the kitten suddenly jumped off the mammoth on to the ground and began sniffing the little flower, just like the little girl was doing earlier.   Her studies with the animals Anasta continued even after the mammoth got better.  She enjoyed sharing with all her four legged friends about the meaning of each new word, revealed to her by the adults.  And the young mammoth and the little kitten enjoyed the attention given to them by the kind little girl.   They would show up daily at noon, like disciplined students, at Anasta's flower garden.  At that time the little girl would usually also be there, and would lead another lesson with her pets.  If for some reason she was not there, the four legged students spend hours waiting for their friend and teacher or would take off in search of her.   When Anasta turned six years old, mammoth Dun, also a bit older, on the appearance he looked exactly like the adults, but his behavior was noticeably different from the behavior of other mammoths.    The grandfather of Anasta and the leader of his kin, Vood, was the first to notice that mammoth Dun understood human speech.  That conclusion was preceded by this event.   Vood was sitting in the shade of a spread out tree while weaving a basket for berries out of  the branches.  Anasta often interacted with the grandfather, she loved to listen to his stories, get involved in everything, and at this time she was near by as well.  The outspoken granddaughter, quickly and with enthusiasm was talking of her understanding about the act of picking berries and demanded, that the basket be beautiful, then the berries, that are put into it, will be more tasty.    There Vood noticed that the standing near by mammoth Dun was carefully looking at Anasta and was listening to the granddaughter.  “Probably, he likes the intonations in the voice of the girl, coming from her energy”, - though Vood.  Upon noticing that the water in the basin in which the branches for the basket were soaking was getting low, Vood asked Anasta to bring a little water from the closest spring.  But, the usually well behaved granddaughter didn't hurry to tend to Vood's request.  She just turned in the direction of the mammoth and quickly said to him: “Dun, bring the water from the spring” - and as if nothing unusual had happened, she continued her enthusiastic story about the berries and the basket.   The mammoth slowly turned around and made steps one and another towards the creak. Then Anasta pronounced one more phrase: “Chop, chop Dun”.  And the huge mammoth began to run.    Vood understood, that Dun, unlike other mammoths, not only understood certain commands, but understands the person much more, then other animals, - he understands the meaning of words, and even more then that, he understands the essence of whole sentences.    The mammoth brought some water in his trunk and by the little girl's indication released it into the basin with the branches.   -Thank you, - Anasta praised the mammoth and added: - In the evening don't forget to water our flower garden, but for right now, go to the forest, go, have some food, see I'm busy. - The mammoth nodded to the girl in response with his head and headed towards the woods.  “Where is the limit of possibilities of the living world serving Man? - Vood though. - To what extend can Man employ them?  Here, the people have invented a wheel, everyone is praising the invention, looking for different variation of its uses, while the already thought up of,  much more complete then a wheel, - living creatures – we have completely stopped teaching.   Is our kin making the right action?  What could end up being the consequences of not knowing the abilities and designed destinies of the whole multy-imagery surrounding Man of living nature?” That is how Vood was thinking, and in his soul, from these thoughts, he felt worry."


..."-Egegei! Egegeiii! - shouted Anasta against the deadly silence. - Don't give up, Motherland. I am – Anasta, Motherland. I - am with you. She ran intently from the mountain to her favorite flower, while running, she was touching with her hands the trunks of the trees, caressing the little leaves of bushes. -Egegei! - again she shouted, circling the trunk of an old apple tree with wilted leaves. Thin, high and happy little voice of the little girl was defeating the gloomy silence that was overcoming her kin's space. And suddenly, another voice had joined hers, low, base-like and majestic sound - to the sounds of Anasta, from the grazing grounds ran mammoth Don. While running he was roaring like a trumpet with all of his might. Near the girl now was heard a loud, constant “meow-meow-meow” - that was the cat named Kitten who was also backing up Anasta. Anasta stopped by her flower garden, to which she had tended, like all the children of the village, each – after their own. The grass on one end of the flower garden had turned grey, the flowers had withered, and only on the little girl's favorite flower one more bud had not yet bloomed; it was tilting towards the ground, as if it had changed its mind about booming. But the girl, upon seeing the withered flower did not get discouraged , she looked at it and smiled. She was not discouraged because she saw her favorite flower not as wilted, but as a blooming flower in its fullest beauty. Sitting down besides the plant that was about to start withering, she quietly and gently called to it: -Hey, flower, I'm here, wake up. Then she held her pointing finger in her mouth, lifted it up, trying to figure out from which direction the cold wind was blowing on the flower. After finding the direction of the cold rush of air, she layed on that side, trying to block with herself the way of the cold wind. Although the cold streams still hugged around the tiny body and stung the little leaves of the flower, not allowing them to straighten out. Suddenly the streams of cold had stopped, and instead, Anasta felt warmth with her back. She turned around – mammoth Don, leaning on his side, protected Anasta and her entire flower garden from the cold, wind with his huge body. -Good job, Dun! Wonderful! Exclaimed Anasta. Grabbing on to the wool of the mammoth, she climbed onto its back and turning in the direction of the wind coming from the ice, happily and victoriously exclaimed her “Ege-gei!” The cold wind blew even harder. Then, after contemplating a bit, the girl had turned in the opposite direction and shouted out to something, waving her hands as if inviting someone invisible. Raising his trunk, the mammoth also made his call. And the Kitten also called out its meows. The cold wind had calmed down, and some time later had restarted, only now it blew from a different direction, with warm streams, cuddling the flower and the mammoth and the standing on his back little girl with a cat. The songs of rare birds welcomed the enlivening air streams. Several days Anasta battled with the cold wind, coming from the side of the ice; again and again she came running to her flower, as soon as it started. And every time, the mammoth also layed right next to the flower, preventing the way of the cold air. And then came a day, when the revived flower had bloomed. When she ran to it, Anasta had dropped down to her knees before it and kissed the yellow-red petals, slightly touching them with her lips. Then she took two steps to the side, enjoying the incredible miracle, marvelously beautiful creation – her flower.” ...Anasta did a dance of joy and celebration around the mammoth and the Kitten, when she noticed two young men standing on the near by hill.


“Both of the young men were the same height and athletic built. Physically resembling each other quiet a bit, they only differed in the color of hear and eyes. One was light haired and blue eyed, the other – dark eyed and dark haired. Some time the young lads stayed on their spots, as if giving Anasta an opportunity to get used to their sudden appearance. Then slowly approached the little girl. -Hello, little girl! - The dark haired one addressed her. - You, little girl, should act faster. Intuitively you felt that you could stop the ice, that in you are the powers, capable of changing the program of God. That, of course, is impossible. But you will continue to look for those powers. And I will learn about people more then I know now. I am ready to tell you about the workings of the worlds, answer to any of your questions, only act faster, little girl. Anasta, didn't get to respond. The second young man began to speak: -Hello, Anasta, you are beautiful and sensitive, you are magnificent, like many miraculous creations of a grand planet Earth. My brother knows much about the workings of the world, but I think, mostly you should listen to own your self. -Good day to you and brights and pleasant thoughts, - Anasta was finally able to greet the young lads. -Stop, - The dark haired one interrupted Anasta. - That's how it always is, I'm discuss-ted just listening these teachings, foolish, meaningless words. There are two of us, I am dark, and why am I being wished bright thoughts? I am dark, my thoughts are dark, and aggressive. I am that, and such is my intended design in the Godly program! - more and more excited got the dark haired one. - If I will be the light little wimp, light-producing thinker, then it will not be me. Whoop – and I'm a goner. Do you understand, little girl? Before you will remain the one light headed dim whip. There are two of us! Do you understand, little girl? And you should not talk only about all lightly things. Take your thoughts back, if they were present behind your words, if your thoughts are not just memorized, parrot like sounds. -If my greeting did not please you, then I shall change it and tell you simply “hello”, - answered Anasta. -That's better. Without the light stuff. -Who are you? - inquired Anasta. - From which kin? I've never seen you before. -Of course, you haven't. No one has ever see us. Yet, our involvement exists, in the human affairs in each moment, - quickly announced the dark hared lad.. Yes, in each. My involvements, of course, much more, they are grandiose. Almost every community has lived from catastrophe to catastrophe with the involvement of my energies. -Restrain yourself, my dark and talented brother, - the light haired one spoke. - We never even introduced ourselves. - And turning towards the girl, he continued: - little Anasta, try to understand what I 'm about to tell you. Me and my brother are two complexes of the Universal energies. All the limitless space of the Universe is filled with energetic essences. When God created Man, He took from each essence an even amount of energy, in an unexplained way mixed them all inside Himself and gave it to the Man, who was created by Him. Created, from all that is balanced, within Himself a Man. When that happened, we all understood – the strongest essence in the Universe, must be Man. That is why he is not called as essence any more, but a Man. But what are his strength, what are his potentials and do they have a limit, is unknown. And when it, this power, will appear in full spectrum, still to no one in the whole Universe is known. Even for us, even though that we, our energies are separate, are present everywhere. Always we are unseen, filling up the space with ourselves, in the water we are present, in each living animal, little worm. And in each Man, every single one are the energies of the Universe. -Unseen, you say, - Anasta was surprised, - but I see you! -Yes, you see us, because we solidified the air, solidified it such that the bodies materialized are familiar to you. Like the clouds in the sky, for example, they are also a solidification of airy gasses. Unusual forms come out of these solidifications, sometimes resembling animals, sometimes a persons body or a face. And the human body, from many different levels of solidification of water, is build. The essence of co-relationship of materializations of a human body, must only be known by the Creator alone. Our bodies only resemble the human body externally. My dark haired brother himself represents all the dark essences, and I – the light once. -And why did you manifest before me solidification in the form of a human body? - Anasta asked. -So that you would not get scared, hearing our voices, and did not waist the energy of your thoughts, trying to figure out where the sound is coming from, - answered the light haired one. -But why did you want to talk to me? -You went against the elements, more precisely, you went against the planetary catastrophe. You alone went, with confidence that you could prevent it. We are confident, that it could not be done. The program of God is overseeing the catastrophe, if humanity follows the destructive way. That has happened more then once. And we would not have given much attention to your efforts. But all the Universal essences have trembled when the flower had bloomed on your flower plot. It bloomed, even though according to the Creator's program it was supposed to have been destroyed already. Yet it has bloomed. -The flower had bloomed thanks to the mammoth, who was protecting it from the cold air. -The mammoth is merely a connecting element in the chain of events, build by you. -I did not build anything. -Your thought was building, little Anasta. -So that means that even in me are your particles? - thoughtfully asked Anasta. - But I do not feel them in any way. -Man does not feel us, especially, when he is able to balance in him our particles. When they are balanced, a third energy appears. And that third one, inherent only in one creature of the Universe – Man. It appears, when we are completely balanced, and it, this new energy, is omnipotent. It is capable of creating new worlds. No mysteries exist for it. The Man as such, becomes onmi-ruller of the Universe – a creator, and his creations could not even be perceived by anyone, majestic and unattainable they may be. -Perhaps, your particles in me are completely unbalanced, since I can't stop the ice, - sighted Anasta. - The flower had bloomed, but everything around in our kin's space is withering, dying. -You are on your way to unity, Anasta. You can reach it in the next moment, or in a thousands of years. That is why the energies of the Universe will aspire to help you, to find out the great mystery of Man and their own future fate. -How interesting you were telling me about the unusual power hidden within the unity of opposites. But why, knowing about this incredible power, you yourselves do not agree on unity? The brothers looked at each other, then looked over Anasta's kin's domain. And started starring in different directions. They were slow to answer, as if themselves, at this moment, were looking for the right words to explain. The girl waited patiently. Finally the light haired one answered."

Book 10, Anasta, by Vladimir Megre


"-This would be impossible. Me and my brother have different challenges, - announced the light haired one. Everyone has their own program. And only in people, as they execute each their own program, we non the less, can work on the communal one, become particles of the new energy, inherent only in Man. -How could one work on different things, on opposites, and at the same time do communal good? -It is possible, constantly competing with each other by a little bit. When you begin to walk, little Anasta, one of your legs jumps out ahead, leaving the other one behind. Then the left behind one suddenly jumps out to the front. With each other, your little legs, are sort of competing. As a result together they move the body forward, obeying the thoughts. -Some example you came up with, I am laughing to myself, - interrupting his brother, the Dark Haired one entered the conversation. - If you imagine us to be two legs, then you are a very short leg, and I a very long one. Once I make a step the whole body is transported across mountains, and you, barely hanging on, some movements imitating. I, while executing my program, for the fifth time already, have brought humanity to the planetary catastrophe. And let it, by the thought of the Creator, once again be reborn, and once again I shall - smack it! With a catastrophe, so it wouldn't act fullish. -Yes, you are talented, my brother. Indeed, not once you brought life of the whole planet to an all-encompassing catastrophe. But the catastrophes do not bring you new insight, no new knowledge, adding no new energies to you. And to Man they always give new knowledge. And humanity is born anew. -But first in hellish suffering it dies along with all of the knowledge. Unknown to us, my brother, is the Creator's program. Perhaps, one day it might happen, that a moment before the catastrophe, humanity will prevent it and its thoughts will get illuminated with unbeknown to us determination. -You are tiring me with your bright thoughts, my bright little wimpy brother. You, little girl, should listen to me, and not to him, - the dark haired young man addressed Anasta, - I, little girl, shall show you all of my popular strength. My bright one here said something right. Truly, a human thought – it is a colossal energy. It is true that every person, properly overseeing this energy, could change the world. But there also exists an unseen energetic thought – that is the collective thought. It is when many thoughts of separate people blend into one. If the thoughts of all of humanity blend into one, me and my brother will seem like mere bugs before it. But I learned to prevent the occurrence of a collective thought. I am the one who throughs at humanity the different philosophical conclusions and understandings. As a result one billion people collectively thinks with one image, and the other – a different one, with that [negating] the first group. I, little girl, am a manifestation of all the dark forces of the Universe, and if you should blend in with me, we would become an untamable force. I have a plan, a mysterious one, you shall understand its essence, and will help me. We, together, will make all the people into our toys. We will play with their minds. I shall make you a ruler of all of humanity and one day you shall reveal to me... - I don't like this kind of a plan, - answered Anasta and added: - I shall never participate in it and none of the people, I think, shall neither. - You shall not participate? You little girl, just don't know, how entertaining this game really is – to direct with your wishes the thoughts of people. And don't rush to say, that people shall not follow my program. The wheel has already been invented, still primitive, but then the people will connect two wooden wheels with a rod, and that corresponds to my plan, with my genius program. - But what is so bad about a wheel? When I needed to bring the food to a wounded mammoth Don, the cart with the wheel helped with that. - Everything is good, little girl. Even quiet wonderful. This wheel shall be fully improved. A great many more wheels will be made. And the people will see that it is difficult to ride the wheel on the real earth, on the humps, pits, and high grass. And then they shall cover an enormous amount of earth with a stone crust, so that the wheel can roll on it without obstructions. And they will be, getting larger in numbers, riding on the weeping earth, some people it will be riding on itself, and others heartlessly squashing with itself. You, little girl, try to answer to yourself, what could be stronger then the force, which is capable of bringing people to destruction. And if you don't find the answer in yourself, then admit my grandness. Anasta thought, but could not find within herself the answer, and again looked at the light haired young man. To the silent question of the little girl the Light haired one answered: - My brother, little Anasta, has drawn for you a bleak picture. That is his challenge, and he is wholeheartedly executing it. In your look there is a question, do I also have a program? I do, and I also would like to call on you to participate in my program. - What does your program want? - Attempt to understand the Creator's grand creation – Man. To understand the grandness of His future creations. But hasn't everything been already created on Earth? - Anasta asked surprisingly. -The thing is, little Anasta... You see the bloomed before you splendid flower. Every plant or animal is complete within itself, but they all are also interconnected within themselves. It seemes, the Creator had created a marvelous, harmonious and complete earthly world. But that does not mean that this world could not be further {completed, perfected, improved}. Creations of the Creator could be looked at as only an original material for a more perfect creation – a creation previously unseen and unimaginable yet by anyone a marvelous and fully complete form of life. But who could be more complete then the completeness itself? Amazed Anasta. -That which is created by Him – son and a daughter of a Grand parent. You, for example, little Anasta. I? But I can't even imagine seeing, how can one change what has already been created. I,for example, don't wish even for a little bit to change the flower that has bloomed in my glower plot. I even think, that it should not be changed under any circumstances, so as not to distort the completeness. And why would you want to change the Little Kitten? And how could one, for instance, complete mammoth Don? Change his trunk, ears? Change how? Why? And yet you changed mammoth Don, little Anasta. No, I never changed him, - surprisingly she protested. - Externally, yes, you didn't change him, but your mammoth Dan performs much more of human assignments, then all the other mammoths, that have ever lived on Earth, and Don's understanding of what is assigned to him is different in quality. You will understand it right away, when you compare him with others, who in appearance look similar. - Yes, now I understand. In my opinion, he is smarter then others. It's just that before I never gave it much thought. - So you see, value is not inherent only in external forms, the structure of the body. The content and preassigned purpose is more important. And the content and preassigned purpose for Don, was created and assigned by non other then you. And mammoth Don became, externally not different from the other mammoths, created by the grand Creator, but still different. Now he – is a collective, the Creator's and your, creation. And whose more - is unknown. Because mammoth Don is changed not only in his ability to perform a higher number of commands necessary in the human existence. He became more thoughtful, faithful, and sensitive. Remember, once you fell asleep on the dry grass under a high-high tree, and when you woke up, you saw before you unmoving mammoth Don. You got upset: some strange, unpleasant smell was emanating from him, as if he dirtied himself in something nasty and came on purpose, to interrupt your sleep with this unpleasant smell. You got up and went towards the house down the wet grass, and before that you said to mammoth Dan, unhappily: “Don, you always separate from the pack, even started coming over when ever you wish, even when you are not called. Go to your grazing grounds, to your brothers”. You left barefooted down the wet grass, without once looking back. Do you remember, little Anasta, that the grass was wet? Yes. And do you know why the mammoth had such an unpleasant smell? No. When you fell asleep, a storm started. Not only people but animals also know that lighting most ofter strikes high trees. Don saw how you were falling a sleep, and when the storm started, he was worried and came to you, leaving his pack. He did not wake you and just stood over you, covering you from the rain. The tree under which you were sleeping was hit by a lightning. One branch caught on fire and began falling. It would have fallen on you, but mammoth Don was able to deter it with his trunk. Then the second branch began to burn, Dan through it aside as well, but the fire caught his hair on in his head and it began to burn emanating an unpleasant smell. The burn spot on his head hurt unbearably, but Don stood unmoving over you, as you slept. And when you were leaving, accusing him of being annoying, he couldn't even take offense with you, and forgot about the pain. He was glad that you were not harmed, and after, while tending to his burn, he thought of you affectionately. Anasta jumped up, ran up to the standing near by mammoth. He began happily nodding his head. Anasta grabbed him by the end of the trunk, patted him with her hand, pressed with her cheek, and kissed him. The mammoth froze. He remained standing motionless with closed eyes, even when she left him and returned to the light-hared young man. -I understand, - said Anasta to the light-hared one. - Mammoth Dan has been changed. May be, it happened on its own, maybe, I helped him. He stands out from the ordinary mammoths created by the Creator. It means, Man is given such right – to recreate? -Yes, it does, - answered the light-hared one. - Now think, in accordance with which program? - In accordance with a good one. - Then identify it. Choose, create it. - That means, that That One, Who created everything on the Earth, did not create any program by which a Man should live? - I think, He presented to Men many options to choose from, but Himself dreampt only of one thing. - Of what? - The answer could only be found by Man. - And where to look for it? - Within yourself. In thought, imagining, calculating, comparing various possibilities of ways of life on Earth. -That means, that people are living on the Earth, but know nothing of the program of the Creator? - People are given a great knowledge of biological possibilities of development, but people have different freedoms, and including the freedom to replace biological possibilities with technocratic ones. They get to decide, wether to choose the inner, deeper possibilities, like a living tree, for example, which is growing, experiencing biological rhythms and, is adopting to them, regulating its own state of being, depending on the surrounding conditions, or to use the external, the topical potentials of a dead tree. People who stepped onto the technocratic way of development, are using the topical potentials – making from the tree some kind of weapons – using it as a source of heat or building material. People always choose the technocratic way, for some reason. And it, inevitably leads them to a catastrophe. It has happened more then once. All the planetary catastrophes are created by people's thoughts. Thoughts, which are followed by deeds. - But the glacier, which forced my kin to leave their home behind, none of the people have created. -Your kin, little Anasta, has already embarked on the technocratic way of life. And, in agreement with the program of life, the glacier will catch up to it and destroy it. But life will be reborn. A new hope for a human consciousness will appear. If someone stops the glacier, and it can be done only by Man, your kin will live in a technocratic world. And sooner or later, the technocratic way will still lead them to a catastrophe. However, there is a chance, that the person who found a way to stop the glacier, therefore having avoided one catastrophe, can also avoid the following one. That person can, moments before the next catastrophe, illuminate the souls of people with understanding of their faulty choices and will prevent it. Then humanity can chose a new way, slowly and carefully dismantling its deadly inventions. But to illuminate the souls of the people of the technocratic world is difficult. In the period of the technocratic life people stop being rational beings. It is necessary to address not their minds – their feelings – and through the feeling inform them of the essence of Godly program, for that – it is essential to feel and know it for oneself. - Is it not known by you? -Not fully, I think its full understanding is impossible to complete, unlike my brother's complete knowledge, its understanding is impossible to complete... Completeness is a stopped movement. Also, I do not see completeness, for example, in your mammoth. - And other animals? -And others too, you know, little Anasta, the offsprings of all the animals take on the traits and skills of their parents. Consequently, every new generation will be slightly more complete then the previous one, and if Man will correctly determine the purpose of all the creatures, if each successive generation will continue to complete the live world surrounding him, which will free Man from all the hassles of life, - with that a human thought will get freed up for more important achievements. -Probably, that is how it can happen, if talking about the animals. But the flower, I would never want to complete – it is very-very complete. I also think that, little Anasta. And still, your marvelous flower – is merely a paint, provided by the Creator to his daughter, for her future creations. - Why paint? The flower is alive. -Yes, of course, it is alive and self-sustaining, and at the same time it can only be a small particle of a grand in its beauty live picture. Take a look at your garden plot, the most beautiful in it is your favorite flower. But if you plant in it two or three flowers like this one, the look of the plot will change. Then you can plant others, that do not look like this one, but also beautiful flowers, and the look of the plot will change once more. Then you can place different flowers in different order, completing the living picture even more. There is no limit to completeness. Movement in its direction is in accordance with the program of the Creator. -That means, that Man is created in order to make everything more and more beautiful? To complete the world gifted to him by the Creator? That is the main purpose of Man? -To create marvelous living pictures, to understand and complete the living world – this, of course, is an important purpose of Man. But the most important, I think is in something else. - In what? - A Man, who perfects the Divine world order, will definitely himself become more complete, and the limit of this phenomenon is not visible. Grand possibilities will open before him. -Why should he be more complete? No one, after all, will be teaching the Man. - You, little Anasta, have created a beautiful garden plot, and your experience had helped you to understand, how to do that. Next year you will try to make your creation even better. And shall create it, using previous experiences and feelings. Hence, having created it the first time, you have acquired experience. Knowledge, feelings, allowing you to create something more perfect and complete. And that means, that your own creativity is teaching you. Creativity in Divine living nature completes and improves the creator. Unseen are the end and the heights, there is infinity in such a grand creation. - I very much would like to live in such a wonderful world, where everything can infinitely be completed and perfected, where the creator will be the perfecter of his creations, and the creations will perfect its creator. I want for my mama and papa to live is such a world, my brothers and grandfather Vood and our whole kin, Anasta smiled and her eyes began to sparkle. - The glacier has to be stopped. How can that be done? How? -Man's thought - the most powerful energy of the Universe, there is no limit in its abilities. It is important to learn how to use it properly. But how, with which help it can be done, is unknown. Only in Man is the ability to make such a grand discovery. -Probably, my thought is still very small and not strong, - sadly sighed Anasta. - I wish the glacier would stop, but it is still coming closer, and it gets colder each day. That means my thought is small. If mammoth Don could think about the glacier... His head is big, so the thought in him might be big and strong. Anasta ran to the mammoth and, slapping with her palm on the stretched out to her trunk, alarmingly pronounced: - You are so big, Don, you have a such a big head. That means, there could be a big thought in it. Think with your thought, Don stop the glacier. Since all you do is listen, and listen. Go, Don, at least to the grazing grounds, there is less and less food remaining for you. Mammoth Don, with the end of his trunk, patted the girl's cheek, and her hair, slowly turned around and started to depart. The cat, by the name of Kitten, ran and jumped on the mammoth's leg and, grabbing on to the fur, climbed up his back. -It is time, little Anasta, for you and your pets to leave this area, - the light-hared young man addressed the girl, - behind that mountain the glacier is already approaching. It isn't even the main glacier, but it can move a mountain, which is closing the valley, move gardens and houses, in which your kin had lived. And from it, with each day, the temperature is dropping. The main glacier will push on this one and the mountain will begin to move. This will happen in a few days. -I will not leave this place. I have to see it, this ice, and understand why is it moving onto our Earth. I have to figure out how to stop the glacier. Tomorrow morning I will climb on the mountain and see it. -Successful and precise thoughts to you, little Anasta, - the light-hared bowed to the girl and addressed his brother: - Let us go, my brother, from the view of the girl, lets not bother her, may be she will be able to find out, how to learn to direct a thought. - Lets go. You are the main distraction between us. Philosophizing here, blabbing. -Oh, wait, please wait, - Anasta said suddenly with concern, - you each tolled me about your program. That means that I should also have a program, but I haven't thought about it once. Perhaps it isn't in me? We, little girl are leaving your sight. You should think faster, don't be lazy. Not much time you have left, only two sun rises, - the dark-hared one said without answering the question. And the young men left."

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Book 10, Anasta, by Vladimir Megre


  "Anasta remained all alone.  She walked slowly down the withered grass of the valley, where not so long ago lived her kin, and in the absolute silence attempted to understand, how can one direct his own thought. “If the thought is the strongest energy, – thought the girl, - then what can direct this strongest energy?  If this energy-though is present in me, then what in me can be stronger then it?  And why the old wise men, at the gatherings taught us everything, but said noting about how one can rule over his own thought.  Maybe even they knew nothing of it?   The strongest energy remains undirected.  First it goes to one side for a walk, and then to the other.  Even though it is in me, still it is not mine, if I am not directing it in any way.  And perhaps someone could lure it to them, and start playing with it, and if it is in me, then and with me they shall be playing, but I wouldn't even know about it”. Anasta diligently thought about the power of the though all the way until evening.  And when she went to bed, she tried even harder to think about it.   Waking up in the morning, Anasta did not see, mammoth Don that would usually be standing near his little house.  Before he would always be there as soon as she woke up, but right now he wasn't there.  Don also did not show up even after Anasta had already swam in the stream.   She started calling him, shouting in the direction of the grazing grounds:  “Dan, Dan!”,  but he still did not show up.  Even the Kitten wasn't near her at night, and in the morning also did not show up.   They left, understood Anasta.  The mammoth needs lots of vegetative food, and it is getting less and less.  That means Don left, so as to not die a pointless hungry death.  And the Kitten left with him.  “But I shall not leave”, - thought Anasta, threw a blanket over her shoulder, made up of woven grasses, and determinately headed towards the mountain, behind which was a  glacier covering the world.  Hiking up the mountain through a path, Anasta again gave all her strength to trying to understand, how does the most powerful energy work – the  human thought.  How should she act to stop the glacier?   Upon climbing on top of the mountain, she stood at its height, covering herself in the scarf from the wind.  Harsh, cold flows of air swirled her hair, sometimes exposing the little birth mark on her forehead and sometimes covering it.  But the little girl did not notice the cold flows of air, she was looking at what was happening below, on the side of the mountain where, at its foot  there was no greenery left.  From horizon to horizon, as far as the eye could see, laid a glacier.   Chunks of ice were creeping towards the mountain.  They were enormous, and that's not even the main glacier, but only the first of the ice sheets, which are being pushed by the more powerful ones. “That means, the mountain will not withstand this kind of pressure”, - Anasta thought.   One side of the mountain has already cooled, and on it there is not more vegetation, and the second one will do the same.  As in confirmation of her words, the crackling of the ice was heard, from underneath it, a flow of water mixed with icy slurry came rushing, and on top of this slurry the ice sheets moved even closer to the mountain, blowing up the earth and pushing the fallen trees.    Anasta fixed her gaze on the highest part of the ice and shivered from what she saw.  Pushing up  with his head against this huge icy mountain, stood mammoth Don.  Next to the huge ice he did not seem so big anymore.   Anasta immediately remembered how intently Don was listening to her words about the power of a thought, capable of much.  She remembered how she was telling him, that in a big head, probably, there should be big and strong thoughts.  And he understood everything in his own way.  He figured, that if he put a big head with big thoughts, next to the glacier, then he would be able to stop its movement.   Anasta jump from her spot, and intently ran down the path to the foothill of the mountain, where mammoth Don stood.   With a quick motion the wind, with its pokey snowflakes, through the scarf off of the little girl, but she did not pick it up.  Jumped ahead onto the rock, tripped, came rolling down.  And again got up, and ran.   Coming up to Don's feet, she saw...In the ice, under the mammoth's head, a small dent was formed, the ice was melting there slightly, and down the trunk of the mammoth a thin flow of water was running.    The mammoth was shaking from the cold.  Down bellow by his feet, Anasta saw, the Kitten was shaking from the cold, it – just like Don, pushing up against the ice, was attempting to stop the movement of the glacier. E-ge-gei, - shouted Anasta. - E-ge-gei!   But neither the mammoth, nor the cat reacted to her yells. The girl picked up the shaking from the cold Kitten and, holding him close her her, began rubbing his little body.  After he wormed up a bit, Anasta made him climb on top of the mammoth's back.  The Kitten tried with all his strength, but fell down.  Only after the second attempt was he able to climb on top.   Anasta stood on the rock, to be as close as she cold to the mammoth's ear, and started whispering to him:   - Don!  My faithful Don.  You are very smart and loyal.  You are kind.  You know how to use your though, maybe not yet correctly, but that will get better.  Though, it is not only in the head, it is everywhere.  Don, you must go to the other side of the mountain. - The mammoth stood motionless, only occasional shutter ran through his body.  And Anasta started whispering again:  I am Anasta!  Do you hear me, Don?  I am Anasta.  I will not leave here without you.  Turn to me, Don.   Mammoth Don, slowly tore his head away from the glacier and turned it towards the girl.  The thick fur on his head was wet, he barely lifter his eyelids and looked at the little girl.  Then, making an effort, picked up his trunk and touched with its end, the shoulder of the little girl.  It was completely cold, his trunk.  Anasta grabbed it with her arms, started rubbing and breathing on it, as if she could, by doing that, worm up the huge body of the mammoth.  Although, she did worm him up, but not only with the warmth of her breath, but with something warmer and more meaningful.  And the mammoth listened, following Anasta, as she led him, as if by the hand, holding his trunk, barely moving his legs, Don climbed to the top of the mountain.  There, the tired girl set on the fallen tree trunk and pointing to the still green side of the mountain, ordered the mammoth to come down. Go, Don, down bellow.  Go to your grazing grounds, there you can eat and regain your strength.  There you will still find food for yourself. - And added firmly: - Go, Don, down bellow.   The mammoth obeyed and began to descend slowly down the path to the still green valley.  After making about ten steps, he turned toward Anasta, raising his trunk to the top and calling out with a hornlike sound, just like then, when Anasta ran though her valley asking her Motherland not to give in to the glacier, when she shouted her “E-ge-gei”, defeating the silence.   And just like then, gathering all her strength, shouted, “E-ge-gei!” Anasta waved her hand to Dan, sending him down.  And mammoth Don, descended slowly down the mountain, executing the command of his keeper.  And she...   Resting a bit, Anasta stood up on the rock, again looked over with her gaze the icy glaciers, covering the space before her, as far as the eye could see, and pronounced quietly, but confidently:    - I am Man!  My thought is strong.  I direct my thought against you, glacier.  You must stop, and go back.  That is how I order you, with my thought.   Down bellow once again the crack of the ice was heard, and the ice moved a little closer to the mountain.  A cold flow of air hit the little girl in the chest, as if trying to through her off her feet.   -Back, I order you, ice.  Back! - And again the cracking sound, again the glacier is attacking the little girl.   Anasta was silent for some time, looking at the approaching glacier, and suddenly smiled.   - I understand.  You are feeding on my though, glacier.  I understand.  Now you will be no more.    Anasta turned her back to the ice, sat on the trunk of a tree and began looking at her still green valley.  But not the wilting grasses saw Anasta, but imagined how with bright colors the meadows are blooming, how on the trees appeared snow-white and pink flowers, how the birds are singing, and the crickets are making their songs.  How grandfather Vood is returning to the valley, and behind him the whole kin is returning.  And Anasta barefooted ran down the grass to greet him.  Faster, and faster...   Getting faster was the thought of Anasta.  Managed!  In one moment a million of blades of grass to caress.  And each one individually, from the root to the stem, was able to imagine.  To each one direct a ray of sun light, she was able.  Was able to quench their thirst with rain drops, and caress them with the wind.   Anasta was falling asleep on the rocks by the trunk of a fallen tree.  Cold wind was blowing on her back.  But even the falling asleep girl's thought was working, her thought was getting faster.   Aspiring lightning from the thought touched everything that there was in space.  The essence has awakened.  And the new was born in space.  As if from a sleep Anasta's Motherland had awoke.  The thought continued to work even when the little girl Anasta fall into a thousand year sleep.   Her thought – a great energy of Man – flew over the valley, caressed the little bugs, blades of grass, the Kitten and mammoth Don.   The icy glaciers shook and cracked, but could not move ahead even for a millimeter.  They were melting.  The flows of water circled the valley, blending into rivers and lakes.   The glacier was melting, unable to overcome Man's thought, the strongest energy of the Universe."

“Anasta”, book 10, by Vladimir Megre


Gushes of water from the melting glacier formed a large river, it's vigorous flow picked up rocks and fallen tress on its way, and washed away rich topsoil along with all the vegetation and everything living in it. But the kin's valley, abandoned by the people out of necessity, remained untouched by the terrifying flow. The leaves on the tress had turned yellow and fallen, silent were the birds. But a part of the vegetation continued to fight for life, adopting to the unusual for these parts cold weather. And even in Anasta's little garden her favorite flower still remained. The valley was protected by a stretch of mountains, on one of the peaks of which a little girl Anasta fell into thousands years of sleep. At the foothill of the mountain stood both of the young athletes, light-haired one and the dark haired one. They were looking at the huge, hanging over the Earth granite stone, from both sides of which drops of water were seeping through. With a joyously evil excitement the dark haired one pronounced: -Let them have it, these people, loosing their mind. The water in the next two days will slowly wash away at the supports of the stone, and it will crash, opening the way for the deadly flow to fill the valley. The water will rush down with a massive waterfall, ripping out and taking away with it mountain rocks, and eventually will take the whole mountain down. The flow to the right of the mountain, upon ripping off this huge stone, will flow into the formed crack, making it bigger, and will change its direction. -Yes, if this stone should crash in the next two days, when the flow has not yet reached the sloping grounds beyond the valley and has not flowed out into them, releasing the pressure of the water, then with all of its might it will crush on the kin's valley of little Anasta, - agreed the light haired lad. And added: - Right now I regret, that took on the image of a human body. An animal with a powerful body is what's necessary right now, to prop up against this stone. - Ha-ha, he regrets, that he is not a powerful animal! You could have taken on its image, of course, but then correspond to it you must. You wouldn't be able to talk, like a man, and figure out, that the stone soon will be brought down by the flow. What are you going off for - “kin's valley”... “Little Anasta”... She cares not any more. Her soul soars in the unfathomable Universe. Soars. Yes...- thoughtfully and tenderly said the Light-haired one. - The thought is carefully preserved within her and a dream. Consciousness, great discoveries. And yet she was able to stop the glacier. Understood with her feelings, Daughter of God, the power of Man's thought. She slightly changed the program of God. -That's right - slightly! And how much pathetic tenderness in your words? The slightest bit, it should be added. Slightly. And you? “Understood with her feelings”... “Daughter of God”... - teased the Dark-haired one. And with enthusiasm continued: - A turbulent flow will non the less blow in. It will pursue the crowd of madmen, who are not even suspecting, that in them themselves is the reason for the catastrophe, in their thoughts and deeds, from nature to superficiality heading. Their persuites are still just beginning, but we are informed of the destruction of such persuites, for them themselves, and for the Earth, and for the whole Universe. And so that they would not suffer any more, the Earth's space would not torture, by the program of God they shall be destroyed in the very beginning of their destructive aspiration. A turbulent flow shall catchup to them. A huge roaring avalanche of water, rocks, trunks of fallen trees and dead bodies of former animals life will inexorably approach them. At first they, upon hearing the thunder behind them, will sense the trouble, speeding up their movements. But the thunder shall grow, and they shall see an enormous wave, carrying death and approaching them. For them it will represent a world flood. All of them will be taken over by terror. Their mammoth-elephants, kittens, children and the old. Into the whole Universe their Souls shall soar, only terror preserving within them. With some acrimonious passion the Dark-haired one began imitating with his face and gestures the horror stricken people. Mothers, pressing their infants closer to their chests, people, dropped to their knees with stretched out to the sky hands, feverishly begging for mercy. Others, running with last bit of energy, screaming. The Dark-haired one started running in a circle, wailing making a terrified face. Then he stopped, looking in the direction of the departing people, and pronounced: Do you understand, my pale faced brother, what futility is approaching these people? So the little girl, that fell asleep on the mountain, did not change the program of God in any significant way. I do not like, my brother, the kind of future of humanity you have modeled. We, essences Universal, probably, could do something. No need to stay uninvolved. When we are not involved – we do not exist. What does the future care about your “likes” and “not likes”, if it is inevitable? - grinned the Dark-haired one. Not hearing the answer of his brother, he sharply turned and saw... His light haired brother, standing under the granite stone, with himself, his own shoulders and arms, prying it up. The flow of water on the edges of the stone became much less. Fullish, pointless, irrational, - the Dark-haired one pronounced after a short pause. Then was silent a little bit more, as if thinking over something, and with new strength started to shame his brother, proving the pointlessness of his actions: There is no one here, and therefore there is no one to laugh at your complete fullishness. Standing under the granite stone, you didn't even take the time to calculate its weight. The water non the less is seeping through and the supports, holding up the granite, are washing away, and therefore, pushing on you will be even heavier weight. Do you understand that, pale-faced fool? With my will I shall solidify to the density of a granite, and shall withstand. Only two days I need to hold out for. I shall hold out! - said the light haired athlete. Can you believe it? “I shall hold out”, I shall solidify”... Well, go ahead solidify to the density of a granite. And what kind of space of support do you have? The space of support is the size of your two feet. And by the middle of the second day all the weight shall lay on you, as if a granite stake, you shall plunge into the earth, smaller rocks moving out of your way. As soon as you plunge knee deep, the flow of water shall push the stone down. I shall straighten out my arms, and then shall hold out for another half a day. Of course you shall hold out. But not for half a day. You might hold out for an hour, you stubborn slow-witter, then a collapse shall happen. The program of God from the hour of creation in endless years not once gave in to failure. And I agree with it. If humanity indeed proceeds on the absurd way of development, it is better to put them to sleep in the beginning of their journey. Perhaps, a new civilization of the Earth shall realize its purpose, and we then shall also know. The Universe shall see new actions, not the current primitivizm. Not once they have happened on Earth, - catastrophes, - washing away the dirt collected by Man. Who do you want to save? Humanity, that in the future with their own hands will be creating hell for themselves and everything living on Earth? Shall I remind you where their technocratic way will drag them? Shall I? Why are you silent? Aga, perfect! You are solidifying and are turning into stone, you are having a hard time talking already? Don't talk. Perfect! Just stand there like a stone and watch. Watch the pictures of lives in the future of people, whom you are trying to save. I always rejoiced in them! In them are complete foolishness, absurd and panic. And you do not like to look upon these pictures. Now look, my pale-faced, look! But no, first listen to that, which you do not like to listen to. If those who had left their valley are not destroyed, they will go with their technocratic way. They will multiply, and from generation to generation, destroy, remelt the grand harmony of the earth. And they will kill the living. Animals, whom are intended for their service. From a complete living material they will build many different and lifeless mechanisms. They will call their actions by flashy words “industrialization”, scientifically-technological progress”, and in those words they will instal a meaning of a conscious development. What do you think? Do they have a mind? Are they developing rationally? They will, like madmen, destroy unsurpassed creations and call their barbaric actions “progress”. They are sick! Their minds are infested with a virus! And an epidemic will contaminate all of humanity. Worst then the total destruction of the entire earth is this virus. It is threatening the entire Universe. It is called...You already understood, which word I shall pronounce right now? Not once you begged me not to repeat it, and you turned away from me, and tried to walk away, now you can not turn or walk away. This whole human civilization shall be taken over by the... anti-mind. Infested with anti-mind humanity will walk into its dimension, and begin to create unsurpassed in its stupidity and abomination deeds, in front of each other cloth it in words like “progress”, “completeness”, “moral”, “beautiful”, “rational”, “spiritual”. Can you imagine? No, without insolence I shall not be able to abstain here! Now watch. The dark-haired lad with his hand outlined a square in space, in which immediately a hologram appeared. It was showing a twelve story apartment building being build. Two lifting cranes were loading, on the already erected floors, building materials. Through the window openings people could be seen wearing orange helmets and blue bodysuits, busy with building the interior. The dark-haired lad commentated: -This very incomprehensibility with many compartments they will call houses. Anti-mind turns people into anti-people. They distorted the understanding and the meaning, standing behind the words my house. A house – a living space, formulated by the thought of a Man, reflecting his thinking ability, they substituted with a superficial stone compartment. And called it, as if in mockery of Consciousness, a house. Their limited thought is not needed by the Universe. It turns into a feeding ground for the anti-mind, develops and strengthen its might. And this feeding ground keeps getting bigger. From horizon to horizon a hologram stretched out: many standing boxes with fake stone compartments. Some of them were breaking , but in their places the people in orange helmets, re-erected new once, even higher constructions with many compartments. The dark-haired one continued: -For the right to live in these compartments they will have to commit actions, not inherent in conscious being – Man! Children of God! Goddesses! Look, my pale-faced brother, look upon their deeds. The dark-haired lad once again through his hand up in the air, and once again a square with a hologram appeared. This time it showed a huge food supermarket. May people were making all sorts of purchases, packed them into metal baskets and were coming up to one of the standing in a row registers, to pay for the chosen merchandise. These are creatures from the stone compartments. Every day they amerce themselves in different actions that do not benefit the mind and call their actions work. They receive pieces of paper for their work, which they call money. Here you see how they exchange the received money for food. God from the very beginning created everything such, that for a conscious man it was enough to just reach out a hand and take the Godly creation of his liking, consume it with satisfaction, strengthening the energy within himself and sustaining the flesh. But these creatures have changed the image of life such, that near them there is no food of God. The other one, that they exchange for the pieces of paper, does not posses Godly energy. Creatures that have created this kind of image of life, can not be called conscious. Their image of life is the product of anti-mind. The image in the square changed, now in it in a large view was a woman cashier. One after another people came up to her cash register and layed out before the woman on the table some kind of bags, boxes, cans and bottles. The woman to each one said with a smile: “Hello”, took the packages, held it over some kind of little piece of glass, from which on the cash register numbers were flashing, reflecting the price of the merchandise. The woman cashier took the money from each person and said: “Thank you for your purchase". Come back again”, and smiled once again. And here in the square up close was shown a face of the woman at the moment, when she turned away from the standing in line people and bend over to the floor, picking up a fallen bag. Only for a few seconds she turned away from the standing before her people, and her face was taken over by some yearning and desperate look. The eye lids started sagging, exposing uncanny weakness. With one hand the woman picked up the bag, with the other she pressed against her side and winced from pain. All this lasted not very long at all. When she turned to the people, on her face once again a smile appeared and once again she was telling everyone : “Hello, thank you for your purchase, come back here again”. The dark-haired one commentated: -Do you see, my brother, before you is a creature, which you call a goddess. She is sitting behind an apparatus, consisting of many little bolts and wires, and she herself is less complete, then these bolts. The apparatus does not have a soul, no mind, it simply follow the assigned program. The creature however sits behind it for twelve hours a day, hitting the keys and tells everyone thank you. What is it thanking each one who came up for? For nothing, it is just a machine. It should have a mind, but it sits and hits the keys of some apparatus for twelve hours a day. It will do this for half of its life, so in the end it can end up in the stone compartment. Consciousness would not have allowed this, therefore, it means, in her works the virus of anti-mind, and this woman is not a Man, but anti-man and is in the dimension of anti-mind. Her internal organs have been contaminated, she does not receive normal food, in her veins the blood thickens and stagnates, because she has to sit for twelve hours a day. She looks older then her age. Look! That is how she should look at this age, had she been existing in the dimension on Mind, a Man. Right now I will show her in the real dimension in this time. Look! In the squire a new hologram was showing slender blond beauty, running along the creak to her little naked boy, her son. The beauty ran up to him, picked him up on her arms and swirled him around laughing with a joyful laughter. The two woman living in the different dimensions, had little in common with each other. In the squire once again appeared sitting behind the apparatus cashier of the supermarket. -This is only a small individual situation, - pronounced the Dark-haired one, - not at all characteristic of the whole of humanity, wouldn't you say? Look. Further he stretched out his hands, the image in the square got wider from horizon to horizon, and a picture appeared: in tight rows sat hundreds of people behind different apparatuses and were hitting the keys. They were different, these people. Very young ladies and older woman, there were even some men. Further in space a picture appeared, on which a hundred thousand hands were knocking on the keys of the apparatuses. In the corner of the edgeless screen appeared a sun, it was replaced by the moon, and the sun again, which was replaced by half a moon. The night and day luminaries, like a clock, measured days and months, years. And filling all of space from horizon to horizon people were still knocking on the keys of their apparatuses and repeated as if robots: “Hello, thank you for your purchase, come back again”. Look, my brother, look, it will get even more interesting right now. Look upon the future of humanity. In space appeared a hologram, showing a Man in a large view, running with a sword in hands and skewed from anger face. It was replaced by an image of a man, laying on the ground in dirt and firing from a machine gun. Then appeared three people, shooting from a cannon. And suddenly all of space, from horizon to horizon, filled up with lots of people. They were shown very small, so that more could fit in the space. With swords, pitch forks, machine guns and cannons the people cut each other, shot at each other. Suffocating with their hands and hitting with their feet. Above on the swarming masses of people, the flying apparatuses were throwing down objects, which, upon reaching the earth, blew up, lifting up chunks of dirt and remains of human body parts. This mess created conscious beings, my brother? They are anti-conscious also because, they menage to justify this. They will be calling this mess wars. Distinguished in these battles will be given different awards, and those receiving the awards will be wearing them with pride on their chests. They will learn to carry out laws, justifying this century long battle. The dark-haired one spread out his hands, and once again in space a hologram appeared, divided into many squares. Each square showed an interior of different halls, where people were sitting and listening to those speaking from the tribune. The voice of the Dark-haired one was commentating: This they call by different names: congresses, parliament, duma, chamber – the point is one. Do you see the seated ones, my brother? You can still see, look. The seated before you are writing laws for different nations and in a whole for all of humanity. They are writing them for thousands of years, but wholesome laws they do not have and could not have, do you understand this, my brother? Of course, you understand! The dark-haired one began laughing. His malevolent laughter filled the valley, reflected from the mountainous ridge in an echo. He stopped laughing and, addressing the images of sitting in them people, as if they could hear him and understand, yelled: - You will never be able to write any wholesome laws because, you do not know the main point. You are unfamiliar with the intended purpose of an individual Man and humanity as a whole. Only three words express this intended purpose. Universal intended purpose. It is the basis for all the laws. It, only it, like a rod, can string on itself the laws of the Earth or to reflect them. But you do not know it, you have forgotten it. Do you understand, my brother, they have forgotten the most important, and now they are in the dimension of the anti-mind. They have forgotten that their intended purpose is outlined in three words. Which words are they? Do you want me to pronounce them, my brother? You do! Of course you do, very much so, you always say them with hope, that you will be heard, understood. You pronounce them, but they do not hear you. They don't hear you because they are in the dimension of the anti-mind, and if I pronounce them, if we pronounce them together, they will hear. Will begin to act and will turn into Man, but I will not pronounce them. Let them sit till the next world catastrophe, unheard of in its scale power. It will inevitably come closer, and with their laws they are incapable of stopping it. These creatures know about coming of the catastrophe, they even know why it will happen, and can not, in no way can they change their way of live. From the appearance they still look like humans, but only externally. They themselves, just think about it, my brother, they themselves for decades invent different mechanical substitutes of human abilities. Look at, what they are turning into. In space appeared a hologram, showing in the right side of the square beautiful, harmonic body of a young man, covered up with just a hip cloth, in the left – a lady in a short skirt from grasses. Between them – a circle, filled up with many different color circles. In the circle I am showing abilities, with which originally each Man was bestowed with. They were capable of much... On the hologram the day was replaced by night. The young man looked at the sky and said: “On the sky above me today are seen nine million and eighty two stars” - “My beloved, - the woman answered to the young man, - right now in the sky above you are seen nine million and eighty three stars. One you did not notice. It is barely shining. On it I shall wait for you. On it the space of love we shall create, and it will start to shine with a bright blue light, while still it is barely noticeable, our star”. -Yes, they were capable of much, - commentated the Dark-haired one, - their original abilities allowed them to create everything, that could be imagined. And even that, which does not exist in the imagination. But when they will begin to invent mechanical, unreasonable ability-substitutes, they will begin to loose their God given talents. - On the screen one after another appeared and disappeared countable devises, and in them (the scope of appearance of each of the devises) some of the colored circles got smaller in size, and some completely turned into black little dots. - They could, just by looking at the sky for a brief moment, count all the stars, but will get to a point in their inventions, that “two plus two” they will be counting on calculators. They will invent a telephone and will begin to loose their ability to communicate at a distance, imagine the location of their loved once. They will begin, in the end, to infuse artificial mechanisms into their bodies, - continued the Dark-haired one, - more and more themselves turning into soulless primitive mechanism. They could not be called people. Their consciousness is squeezed somewhere inside. The anti-mind rules over them. It is around them and within them at the same time. Look, my brother, right now you will see my last picture. The dark-haired one raised his hand, and on the screen in the soaring air, appeared a spread out map of the earth. That part of it where with a dense saturation lived in the cities people. And in each city among large collections of people, spread out and flinching stretched out obese tentacles of some monstrous in size creature. There were many of them. They, circling the cities with themselves, were also in the middle. From many pores on each tentacle came out some kind of foul smelling gas of dark color. But the people did not rush from these horrid emmittions, they were breathing them. The people build their houses closer to the tentacles. Sometimes, as if from a strong pressure, from one place to the other the tentacles emmitting the foul smell would brow up, and the people attempted to fix and manage these explosions, resurrecting the liveliness of the monstrous creature. - Do you see, my brother, the tentacles of the monstrous creature? Perhaps, you want me to show you the body of this monster, that is covering the worlds with its tentacles? You, of course, do not even want to think or talk about it. But I will say it, where this deadly body is. I shall tell you where these tentacles are coming from. They are coming from the minds of these creatures, who were previously considered conscious people. The body of the monster is in their minds, from there is where everything is coming. They are proud of their deadly child, praising it. They call the monstrous tentacles roads, expressways. - The Dark-haired one started laughing. - Here it is, future of humanity! And you want to save those walking into the dimension of anti-mind and condemn them to this kind of destiny? - asked the Dark-haired one and turned to his brother, holding up the stone from falling. Around the granite stone already the water was not only seeping in with drops, it was running around it with thin flows. The body of light-haired lad, holding the granite stone, was turning into stone more and more. Even the muscles on his face got harder, and he could not talk or blink, only his blue eyes, still alive, were watching the pictures of the future of humanity. The dark-haired lad put a hand under the flow of water and poisonously pronounced: Not much time left until the flood, perhaps, I will have time, my brother, to tell you five more phrases or four, but I will not speak, you probably can not hear me any more. The dark-haired lad had spread his arms to the sides and bend them at the elbows, playing with athletic muscles, shook his head, throwing back black locks of hair. For some time he still watched silently, how noticeably the flows of water got stronger around the granite stone, which the light-haired brother was prying up with himself, he said: It is time to leave. It's time. Right now will happen that, which has been pre intended to happen. But... will not happen. The dark-haired athlete took a step to the granite stone and, standing near his light haired brother, pried up the stone with his shoulders and hands. The muscles of the athletic body tensed up and the veins swelled up, but the dark-haired athlete slowly straightened out slightly bent in the knees legs, lifting the granite. The water stopped seeping down the edges of the stone, only a few more drops had slid down. Into one the Universal opposites combined for a short time, changing the program of God. The program of God... Maybe, they with their union opened new possibilities of the program? Turbulent crushing flow after some time had reached immutability, and the danger of a flood of Anasta's kin's valley had passed, and with it passed the danger of death of the people who had left their valley. The stonifying of the light-haired lad slowly started to pass, and on his face appeared a smile, the ability to speak had returned. Thank you, brother, - still with difficulty pronounced the Light-haired one. - I don't need your “thank you”. This catastrophe intended for the people, had passed. Now they will go even further in their absurd understanding of the world, with strubbornness will build anti-world. There will be more of them, and bigger in scale will be the new catastrophe. - It will not happen brother. Even if just a moment before it, in people's hearts shall wake up pieces of the Soul, feelings, knowledge, which are dissolved in space by the little girl Anasta. And many women and men with their thoughts shall stop the unprecedented catastrophe. And the people living in the dimension of anti-mind, will suddenly become illuminated. Will begin to build a new world on Earth, unseen by anyone till now. They, having the experience of the anti-mind and Mind, simultaneously, the opposites in harmony shall unite within themselves. And shall manifest in material and spirit the dreams of Godly aspiration. And shall not just manifest. Shall add to the completeness of their dream. Anastasia became silent. And I was silent. Attempting to understand that which I heard and saw. Only an hour or two later I asked her a question.

Translation by Leeza Mironova

"Anasta", Book 10 by Vladimir Megre


Anastasia, everything, that you showed and tolled me about the dark-haired and the light-haired lads, about the little girl Anasta, all that existed in reality or just in your imagination? The answer to this question you yourself decide, Vladimir. Well, how can I myself?  Only you can say, accurately in reality did it happen or is it in your imagination? Tell me, Vladimir, in my story, did there appear some new information for you? Oh yes, of course, it did.  And information, and images, some images! That means that the information exists? Yes, it exists, it needs to be analyzed, thought through.  And I also have questions. If the information is evident, therefore, it's source exists as well. Of course.  There has to be a source. Information – is an image.  Image – is information.  If someone decides to erase in you the information, he will attempt to prove to you, that the image in reality does not exist.  And shall you agree to the unrealness of the image, you yourself will erase in you the taken in from the image information. And what if some image is created by Man, from whom in this case the information is coming from? From the image. Why from the image, if it was created by some specific person? If you, Vladimir had a child, and he tolled all the people about you, including, new information, who is the source of the new information? The child, of course.  But the image – it is not a child, having a material body.  The image can be non material. That means, the difference is only that, in the fist case you see a material body, and in the second, not? Maybe, not exactly like that, it's just with a body it's kind of more familiar, looks more real. Full proof, the visible by you body in itself ,does not carry.  And besides that, could even lead one into confusion. That is true.  It can!  In the criminal code there is even an article, “fraud” it is called, that is when some criminal with mercenary intention, possessing a body, deceives someone.  I think I understand everything, Anastasia.  If the information came out, especially one coming from an image, then all of it already undeniably exists, and it is necessary to analyze the received information.  And when we go off with the reasonings - “exist – does not exist”, - with this we are emptily wasting time, denying ourselves the received information. You understood everything right, Vladimir. One thing is unclear.  If every Man can imagine an image, and it will start to exist, then how much information needs to be sorted through, to find the truth. Not very much.  An image really can be thought up by any Man, but far from every image will be accepted by the souls and hearts of people. Well yes.  Of course, not every image.  And just - thank you, Anastasia, how interesting you talk about an image.  Tell some more about the image, what does it, according to you, represent in itself? Man himself is nothing other, then a materialized image, and being a materialized image, Man himself can create his thought and materialize images.  In this is his unprecedented by anything or anyone Universal power. 

  If some Man is not aware of the gifted to him by the Creator abilities, then that Man himself is blocking his grand power falls under the influence of other images, materializing their intentions, down to extinction of his own self, his family, his kin, his government and the entire planet.

  Artificial technocratic world also was created by Man with the help of the energy of an image, passed on to Man by his antipode.  Artificial world is imperfect.  Even the most sophisticated machine, building, any other thing of the artificial world with every second is breaking down and only in a few years will turn into ashes, or worst, into waste harmful to Man. 

  Man himself, living in an artificial world, also becomes imperfect.  For it is hard for a Man   watching how every minute the objects denied the ability to self replicate, are crumbling down, to imagine life eternal, to create an image of his own eternity and to materialize it.

  The natural, visible by us world has existed not for billions of years, but quiet a bit longer, because at first it existed in the non material image.  The scientists, that have discovered the age of the Earth, figured out not the date of its birth, but only a date of its materialization, as one of those stages of life.

  The natural world has the ability to self replicate, and this ability makes it eternal.  The Creator, having created eternity, Himself as well is such.  He is Alfa and Omega and Alfa again.

  To say, or think can many people: what was before the birth of the Creator, His energies unusual are many?  At some time nothing existed.  Nothing!  But remember, what the Creator said about “nothing” to his son:  “From nothing arises new splendid birth of you, aspirations, reflecting with itself your soul and dream.  My son, you are infinite, eternal you are, in you are your creating dreams.”

But if from “nothing” arises something, that means, even the “nothing” is participating in the birth.

  Having given birth, including from “nothing”, the Creator closed the circle and presented to Man the image of eternity. 

  Knowledge, understanding and feelings of the energy of an image in himself, allows the Man not to die, but to fall into a sweetly sleep.  Waking up, and materializing in the place that is needed by him, in time and image, created before sleep.

  Learning the science of imagery leads to understanding of the whole creation, created by the Creator, and the creation of new splendid worlds.

  Not knowing and not understanding the science of imagery inevitably leads to poor treatment of the complete natural world and the creation of an artificial, primitive, unnatural world.

  Not knowing the science of imagery makes whole civilizations and nations into toys, chess pieces in the hands of those, who are familiar with this grand gift. Anastasia, but the images can be positive and negative, how to tell, which one of them carries beneficial information, and which one dis informs, possibly, with mercenary intent? With yourself, Vladimir, with your own image you will be able to understand the value of any information.  That means that every person possesses an image? Well of course, Vladimir, every Man has his own image.  They are all different from each other.   If each Man had preserved his primordial image, tell me, how would the world look like right now, Vladimir? Primordial? That means, that every Man has or even had a primordial image?  What was it like? Godly!  Such, under the impulse of inspiration, our parent – The Creator – had created it. Was it God, our original image? It was God's son, and it remains that. Then where did it go, this primordial image of Man?   Images of drunkards, druggies on the streets can be seen.  Images of prostitutes – by the roads.  On television the different images parading.  Where can the primordial image of Man be seen? In yourself.  You imagine it yourself.  Walk to it and you will meet it.  And happily it shall rush to you.  The journey will be a joyous one.  Slowly coming together, you shall meet one day.  You shall unite!  Preserve your primordial image, do not betray it to others for service. But how can I imagine it?  All around the information is seeping in about the imperfection of Man.   First they say, he is an eternal slave, then he is a guinea pig.  My friend recently was telling me, he read somewhere in a book, it said there, that people were created by alien creatures and now they are feeding on the energy of Man, teaching them like imbeciles.  If you wish to be unconscious, Vladimir, - believe them.   Believe in a slave – and you shall birth a slave within you.   If you believe that someone is feeding on your energy against your will – you will indeed give your  energy away.   Everything exists, that you yourself consider to be in existence.   From the time of birth, the meaning of Man – the son of God – has been intentionally put down. But you should notice, Vladimir, every time some one stands behind it, trying to raise himself up.  He is not very tall, in reality, agains a Man, could not rise up above.  He has only one path – to put down the tall one and not let him grow. Yes, Anastasia, you really are correct here.  I can't even remember a single book or a movie, where a Man was presented like the most powerful creature in the Universe.  Always the strongest ones are the aliens, and even if people, then connected to some unearthly powers.  Now I understand just how long and strong of an instillment the Man has been subjected to, and of course, it is not coincidence. Someone needs this very much.   If indeed Man was week and did not posses some mysterious and unknown power, then why be afraid of him?  Why spend so much energy trying to prove the opposite?   You alone, Anastasia, are looking at a Man as the son of God and the most powerful creature in the Universe.  But that means, that your image of a Man will be opposed by many other images.  They have  techniques that have been perfected for thousands of years.   They already created thousands of images of helpless people.   Many different teachings putting down Man.  They have the world press working for them, screenwriters and producers, and there are many of them, very many.  It looks like you are alone, Anastasia.  And still you are hoping for something.  What are you hoping for? What, Anastasia? - My primordial image.  And yours, Vladimir, primordial image.  The primordial images of the people who are already creating their domains.  Those, who in the future will meet their primordial images by going towards them right now. Anastasia, they also are saying, that you do not exist at all.  And about me, that I'm not the one I make myself out to be in the books.  Now I understand, with those actions they are trying to erase in people coming from your image information.  Partially they are succeeding. There are readers even amongst those, who are creating kin's domains, who are saying, - let us not mention the name of Anastasia, not talk about the books, let us not call our kin's domains - kin's domains, if the authorities are being persuaded by someone, that those names are bad.  They are even granted certain privileges for that. And you, Vladimir, how do you feel about such a proposal? Honestly, Anastasia, even I thought: if those words irritate someone, maybe, it's better not to pronounce them?  Well, so that the project moves along faster.  Now I understand, the project  externally, might be moving , only not necesserily in the direction that benefits Man.  Now I understand, they want, so that the words “Anastasia”, “kin's domain’s”, “Ringing cedars of Russia” were not even pronounced because, behind them immediately arise strong images and information.  That's what they want to deny Man.  Do I understand this right? Of cource, Vladimir, behind every word really does stand in image and information.  It happens sometimes that, behind only one word stands such colossal amount of information, that even in a hundred volumes it could not be reflected, just this one word could not be substituted. But there are words, that awaken in people different images.  For example, the word “war”. Some, behind this word can perceive liberating war, others – invading. But still when this word is pronounced, in the imaginations of people immediately arises many pictures of battles, of warring countries, weapons and much more.  And even though the pictures are a little different, there are many of them that are similar, and the word is one. “Kin's domain”, behind these words also can be many different images? “Kins domain” - that word combination, behind which stand the strongest images, capable of placing Man into a Godly space of inhibitance.  Think for yourself, Vladimir, the first three letters of this word combination make up the word “kin”.  And a kin – is the coming into life one after another of people, and the first one of them is from God.  Every Man  born today becomes the head of this grand chain.  In his power is the ability to place his kin in this or another space of inhibitance.  In the stone compartment or in the splendid space of your kin's domain.  Or – completely brake the kin's chain.  In his power is the ability to feed his kin with Godly creations or food, not caring the energy of a Soul.  But what's food got to do with this, Anastasia?  If the ancestors of my kin have not been living for a long time. Living are the parts of all your ancestors in you, Vladimir.  From them are the body, and your soul. Well, yes from them.  But... But that means, that upon every new born Man bestows a colossal responsibility for the destiny of a whole kin. Yes, it does, Vladimir, and everyone is given the power to decide their own destiny and of their kin. I agree, the power is given.  But the majority of people don't think about their kin at all, and their ancestors, also probably did not.  That means the kin has fallen apart, that's coming from the original people, from God himself,  has fell apart, and now it does not exist? Kin's domain, think about it, please, Vladimir.  Kin's domain, two words.  The word combination is one.  As soon as it is pronounced, Man, still, perhaps, not fully aware,  unconsciously has voiced his aspiration: “I am collecting my whole kin and am placing them here”.

Translation by Leeza Mironova

“Anasta”, Book 10, by Vladimir Megre


  A Man, who has established a kin's domain, can collect in it the Souls of people from his kin, and they will be grateful to him for such a grand act.  Like angelic protectors they will be preserving and protecting the kin's domain and the Man, who created it.  Nothing in the Universe disappears without a trace, and only passes over from one state into another.  When a Man dies and his imperfect body is given to the earth, from him grow the trees, grass and flowers.  It passes from one state into another.  But into what passes the most important energetic complex  - Man's Soul?   At first it soars at the place, where the body of the person is, and some religions, understanding this, do not give the body to the earth right away.  And when the human body is hugging the earth, when Man has been berried at the cemetery, the Soul soars above that place where the body is berried.  For some time the family members stay close to the burial place.  The Soul, deprived of body, and therefore of hearing and sight, can not see or hear, but it can feel, when someone talks about is, thinks about it.  If good things are said, the Soul feels good, bad – it feels bad.   Then the people leave the cemetery.  The Soul for some time remains above the hump of earth, where its body is berried, but does not feel anything by now, only emptiness.  Modern people, overwhelmed by the every day bustle, quickly forget their dead relatives.  In the rooms of modern people, ofter there is nothing reminding them about the departed relatives.  In a year, five, ten years, no one remembers them, and the souls of the dead find themselves in total emptiness.  And here we are talking about the recently dead, but we also have relatives, which lived a hundred years ago, a thousand and a million years ago, and they all are in the complete oblivion.   A Man who is creating a kin's domain, can collect his whole kin.  For that it is necessary to think about your relative, to imagine him, and then the Soul will awaken, it will feel the thought about it, and regardless of which corner of the Universe it is in, it will rush on the ray of this thought to that place, from which it is coming.   Man can not remember all of his relatives and can not always think about them, remember them, but he can plant a small grove of trees, preferably kin's trees, which live for a long time, to those apply oak, cedar.  Upon planting, he should necessarily send out his kin's thought, telling himself: “I am planting out this grove or an alley in memory of members of my kin.  I am creating a kin's domain, in which let there collect members of my kin, living in the past, and those, who shall live in the future”. When planting each individual tree, it is necessary to remember the name of one of the recently departed relatives, imagine each one of them, remember them with a kind word.   Man can not remember his relatives every minute and every hour, but the trees, having received such information, will preserve it within themselves each moment.  The Souls of your relatives will feel this.  And will live in your domain in the trees, little grasses, flowers.  Rays, coming from the trees, are much weaker then from a Man, but they are more constant.  The Souls will feel that, and at first to that place a relative will come that is closest, whom you've been remembering, and after it, gradually others will be drown to that place.   In nine years the grove of trees planted by the Man will get bigger, and these trees will be extraordinary, they will possess colossal and beneficial energy.  No one will be able to feel its benefits, except the collector of his kin and his closest relatives.   Can you imagine, Vladimir, what extraordinary and kind deed will be done by Man!  He, like a Creator, once again is collecting his spread our through time kin. -Anastasia, but you were saying, that Souls – are an energetic complex, and some of them, after the death of the person fall apart into little particles, giving energy to different bugs, plants, animals. -Yes, I said that, Vladimir, this happens, when during the life on earth the energetic complex, a human Soul, is in a state of disharmony with the surrounding environment to such a degree, that in itself it posses a threat to earthly existence.  The wholeness of the complex of a Soul of the dead is preserved, when the dis balance does not reach a critical point.  In the earthly body once again will manifest the most harmonious.  Unfortunately, there are less and less of them in the Universal space, and the program now chooses only the best of the worst.  -And if in my kin all the Souls fell apart into little pieces, then not one will even get close to the grove planted by me? -If you, Vladimir, exist, then your kin's chain has not been broken. -And what happens when the person is berried in the domain? -When a person's body is berried in that domain, which he himself had set up, his Soul does not rush off into the Universal darkness, it stays in the kin's domain, after all, the Man had planted trees there, communicated with the earth.  Not hearing or seeing but still feeling, the Soul will feel the warmth that the plants will give back to it, and the people, relatives of this person, who live in the kin's domain, will be remembering him more often, while coming in contact with his creations. -I, Anastasia, know of one incident, when to the domain of my friends came to visit their elder mother, she was eighty something years.  She just came to visit for a few days.  She came to visit her daughter, and see what it is that she and her husband had thought up of.  Then she asked to stay there permanently.  And she stayed.  She would sit for a long time on the bench, sometimes she would take a stroll through the forest of the domain, and once she said to her daughter and son-in-law:  “When I die, please don't take me to the cemetery, berry me here”.  And showed them the place which she herself had picked out.  When this elderly woman died, her daughter and husband carried out her request. What will happen with the Soul of this woman, if she did not have the time to plant anything there? -Her Soul remains in the kin's domain, even if she only sat on a bench.  She herself wanted to be berried there, that means she was thinking about it before death, and her relatives will come more ofter to the place where she has been put to rest then to the cemetery.   A man must not be berried in a kin's domain against his will, even if he did something there.  If this should happen, it is necessary to ask him for forgiveness, come to that place, where he is berried and through thoughts explain to him, why it was done, ask for his help. -Yes, Anastasia, interesting situation.  And did the people know about and understood this before? -Of course, they knew, Vladimir.  Even in the near past many people had kin's burial places, you know about that.  And in the even earlier period of human life cemeteries did not exist at all, they came about when people appeared that did not have their kin's land at all:  skills and labor people in the cities, service workers, war-hires.  When they died, they needed to be berried, so they took their bodies and threw them without relatives into compost pits, where sick animals were thrown in.  Or berried them in communal pits.  A little later, when the cities got bigger and in them lived many different families, including the wealthy once, cemeteries started to appear.  Wealthy people would buy a small parcel of land, on which they berried their dead relatives, others near by acted the same way.  In the end the cemeteries  started to separate, speaking in today's language, into the elite, mid elite and regular once for the poor. -Such exist even right now, to get a spot at the Vagankovskoe cemetery, one needs a lot of resources and energy to spend to get a better spot, and the spots are given out by the special burial commission.


- Anastasia, those three words from the Universal law, which the Dark-haired one mentioned, those that determine the destiny of an individual Man and all of humanity as a whole, are you familiar with them? -Yes, Vladimir, I know those three words, determining the overall task standing before Man. -Can you pronounce them for me right now? -I can. -Pronounce them. Anastasia stood up, and carefully inansiating each letter, pronounced: -PERFECTION OVER THE SPACE OF HABITAT -And that's it? - I said with disappointment. -Yes, that's it. -Honestly, I thought they were some extraordinary, magical words. -They are extraordinary, magical words from the Universal law. These are the most important words of the heavenly program. With their help it is possible to determine the scope of their needs or their absence, for a single person or for the whole of humanity. It also becomes possible to determine the positive values or harmfulness of regulations within the society Perfection over the space of habitat – means to perfect yourself.

Everything comprising the Universe and the Earth, with itself represents a single space of habitat, in unbroken connection with each other and with Man in the center.

Perfection over the space of habitat – is to give birth to and raise children, more perfect, then yourself. Each generation should be more perfected then the previous one. For that the previous generation should present to the following one, a more a perfected space of habitat. While perfecting over the space of habitat, Man improves his own thought. Improved space of habitat speeds up and benefits the thought of Man.

Perfecting over the space of habitat, Man learns eternity.

While perfecting over the space of habitat, Man turns the Earth into the most perfected planet in the Universe.

Perfection of the Earth allows and helps a Man to perfect other planets of the Universe.

Perfection of the Universe allows and helps a Man to create new worlds. “Where is the edge of the Universe, what shall I do when I come to it? When I shall fill everything with myself, and create what I thought up of?” - asked of God the primordial Man. And God answered his son: “My son, the Universe in itself is a thought. From the thought was born a dream, partially it is seen in the material. When you shall come to the edge of everything, new beginning and continuation your thought will open. From nothing arises new, splendid birth of you, aspirations, Soul and your dream reflecting with itself. My son, you are infinite! You are eternal! In you are your creating dreams”. Anastasia became silent. Effected by the extraordinary intonations and the meaning of the said words, I continued to look at her. And with my clarity suddenly understood. She is not just a forrest recluse, living in the siberian taiga. Not just extraordinarily beautiful woman. Anastasia – is a Man of another dimension, dimension, in which triumphs human Consciousness. She feels, sees this dimension of Consciousness. She is worthy of it. Dimension, in which improved happy Man-creator makes the planet Earth the most splendid in the Universe. And in admiration of his earthly creations, the planets of the whole Universe are calling to think of them as well. At least to barely touch with your own hand the surface, gifting the future by a smile. And how unbearably painful it is for her to look at the present earthly bacchanalia. But she birthed two children, was not scared of the risk, that the children will be swallowed by the present anti-mind. That means, she is confident, that everything will change on its own, or she herself will change it. -Anastasia, with your understanding of the world, is it painful for you to look at today's reality? -Very painful, Vladimir, - Anastasia whispered. -How do you withstand such pain? -By creating pictures of a splendid future, delighting and admiring them. Joy from its contemplation defeats the pain. Besides there is more benefit from such contemplation – however you imagine the future, that's how it will happen.

Translation by Leeza Mironova

Once Universal Mind created the physical world, some of the other elemental beings of the Universe wanted to copy God and create something similar that might last on the physical plane. The elemental beings could not tell how God created everything because it was done with such great speed. Here is the first component of the problem encountered each age of Imagery, some elemental beings of the Universe yielded to the desire or the energy of stealing an uncreated image. To create something that would last but since none of the other elements could balance all energies within themselves to create, they had to steal an image for their uncreated images to come about. Even when they were all alone before being touched by the communication of God's light, they created within themselves, but nothing lasting, so they would steal the uncreated image to destroy it and start again. From the desire to steal an uncreated image, which is the equivalent of the Universal destructive force, one entity came to Adam and told him that if he were to break apart creation and find out how it works on the inside, that he would be able to create even more perfect creations. Once the entity conceived of this, the stolen image of mankind's creation ability was within the entities, and is itself the desire to steal an uncreated image, because man does not need to steal something for it to be created. Adam ignored the entity, But then Eve heard the same voices and came to Adam saying that it would be unfair to ignore these suggestions and that it would be good to try breaking apart creation at least once. At this point Adam goes over to an apple tree and breaks off one of it's limbs. Adam and Eve stole the image of the desire to steal an uncreated image, in doing this they gave birth to the stolen image of mankind's creation ability. It was started as a seed in Adam as a suggestion of what he should use his creation ability for, then it became real when he was suggested it again by Eve, causing Adam to steal the image because Eve had stolen it as well. By stealing I mean to take something that does not belong in one place and putting it there within all others. The energy of stealing an uncreated image passed on in man and woman as the stolen image of mankind's creation ability, which causes an image to rule over part of mankind's creation ability instead of himself. The stolen image of mankind's creation ability shares itself with the energy of stealing an uncreated image, which some beings exist as and work by.


The image was stolen because even before it existed, before it could even become created, man and woman took it within their minds and envisioned a space for it. They wanted to create something living, but all they could do even from the moment of envisioning breaking something apart was give their thought to stopping something else's process. This is the energy of stealing an uncreated image, and all the entity would have to do once seeing Adam break apart the apple tree branch is to say, "Hay look, that is me!", and feelings from these entities would exist in man.


This is similar to when we bring radioactive material to the surface. Deep underneath the ground, super-radioactive elements are found. Part of these elements' purpose is to radiate it's energy into everything around it, causing the other things around to slightly steal it's energy, but in a balanced way where the material around deep underground is made to take that energy. It breaks down the material around it. We can see the energy of stealing an uncreated image in it's balance point within creation, where something that would be other-wise destructive is in balance with everything around it. If we bring those highly radioactive elements onto Earth's surface, it will cause the things around, even man, to steal the radioactivity into himself. By stealing the uncreated image of high radioactive elements by putting them on the Earth's surface, it is causing the radioactive elements themselves to steal an uncreated image, which is their energy directly on the surface, traveling through space in too large of a quantity. This also causes the stolen image of mankind's creation ability, because so much radioactive elements in one place is stealing the created things around from man, in bringing harm to them, and also when man is around the radioactive material himself, it tries to steal the image of mankind's creation ability. Other elementals see man, and see their own energies there, and might even try to scare man even more than the Earthly elements can alone.


Next example of the stolen image I can bring to the fore is Anastasia's story of her foremother, Lilith. When she walked out of the forest to meet the men from the tribal hunting society, she did not think about concealing herself. The men already had stolen images within themselves having already resorted to hunting and killing animals, as well as having stolen sexual images for themselves. As soon as they see Lilith they start to run after her, she could feel the malicious violent energy coming from the men and so she ran away. The men because of the stolen images within themselves stole the image of beautiful Lilith, stole it in an instant for themselves, and so Lilith could feel their malicious energy.

The next example of the stolen image I would like to bring up is the creation of Egypt with the help of Anastasia's forefather. The oldest records of Egypt date to at least 33,000 years old. Anastasia says that Egypt is tens of thousands of years old. This places the creation of Egypt at the end of what Anastasia calls the Vedic age, or the Vedian period. Anastasia's forefather learns the science of imagery in his forest domain. He creates an image while singing where people live happily in a future state, and possibly an image of a happy ruler. The discrepancy between the image and how the world actually was at that time caused his wife to steal the uncreated image of Egypt, in reflection of this she is found by her husband crying next to a tree. He believes that the energy of the image he created defeated even her love for him. He leaves to find 11 poet singers and 6 priests to help him create the Egyptian state. The poet-singers are taught 3 songs amongst which is a song also about a happy and wise ruler. This is the desire to steal an uncreated image, coming from her forefather, because he wanted to create an instance where the state of people in the new Egyptian civilization was influenced by the image of the ruler and laws, creating an image representing everyone involved living in Egypt. The desire to steal an uncreated image was the desire to control a group of people through the image of the ruler. It became the stolen image of mankind's creation ability as the ruler is found and takes the throne with his family before the people. One man is not meant to rule other's through his image. It is a group of people using his image for something they can already do themselves. Thus the desire to steal an uncreated image and the stolen image of mankind's creation ability. The 6 priests who her forefather found would only agree to help him in creating laws for the people if they were taught this science of imagery and how to control images. They were very greedy. They had the desire to steal the uncreated image of how to control a group of people. When they learn the science of imagery it invariably became the stolen image of mankind's creation ability in them. Then the priests locked up the forefather and after singing for 3 days to the crowd of people, he passed away. The priests wanted to steal the uncreated image of how to control people, and then stole the uncreated image of his death. While still alive the forefather would not let it become the stolen image of mankind's creation ability, and so sung happy songs in front of the people, and created reality thousands of years into the future, of their development. Afterwards the priests stole the uncreated image of these songs and made religions out of them which different people controlled, causing the stolen image of mankind's creation ability.

"Wanah Bare Warringin" 

No More Stealing.  

Byagal Language - Origine of Terra Australis.  

The stolen image of mankind's creation ability causes in-fighting within a person stealing or being stolen from, this in-fighting is anti-mind or when a person stops thinking and allows another image to rule his thoughts, and as a rule people always fight over something that does not exist physically on it's own. This is the energy of stealing an uncreated image. When we ignore the things that do not exist on their own, when we focus on the things that do already exist, mostly the living things, the wars end and we start to learn about how to perfect the space of habitat.


I am going to add more instances from history where the energy of stealing an uncreated image has led to the stolen image of mankind's creation ability.

Next there are two particular instances in history having to do with physical extra-terrestrials where the energy of stealing an uncreated image leads to the stolen image of mankind's creation ability.

One instance is of the Vedruss Paleo-Sanskrit speaking people, in both an island off of Greece and in a cave in Illinois America there are writings which describe extra-terrestrials and the confusion of what is lessening the sound and light coming from the stars and planets. The second instance I will speak of, though I am sure there is more, is the Sumerian story of the Annunaki and how they bred a half man, half alien hybrid.


First the Vedruss texts:


"A great portion of the lengthier Illinois cave stone texts express profound lamentations concerning the diminishing state of Earth's field of infrasound resonance after the devastating

cataclysm of 12,800bp:

Creator of 30 resonances, the ones of good and Jupiter granting those workings of the era, oh the dwindling begins again, whereby my work begins, also yours, whirring of their workings at that time, whereby giving. Maker also diminishing 30 resonances of the cosmos, whereby cursing those, dislocating those 30 resonances, displacing Jupiter they are, the era for your desire's waning, also the 30 resonances, whereby also malevolent the universal action, mine also being displaced, Mercury, imperceptible protector. Oh, 30 resonances in a waning state, ultra-low 30 resonances and what underlies life, being below, displacing magma, oh 30 resonances, flooding of what state of good will, the state of 30 resonances, oh life and the celestial wheel, Moon the broad, oh the spaceships of below reducing, as impelled by the Deluge, what darkness following at that time of my era's cessation of 30 resonances, the spaceships of life, the Moon... In accordance with the era endowing, workings of benefit are dwindling, 30 resonances initiating benefit, your works rescinding, deities diminishing the good."

"Of several stone and ceramic tablets found on this small Mediterranean island, and on the reefs just offshore, an image of only one engraved stone has been published as an online video. The oval-shaped stone tablet is quite flat, and very hard, and presents 20 glyphs separated into 5 lines of text that can be read from left to right as: karaha ris si ha ris si kar Indra vai-as-va ris-as ma si tridasa dura i asu va-as. Translation of the tablet according to the Schildmann decipherment provides the lamentation (above):

Creator, diminishing your presence, reducing your action Jupiter, entirely, for diminishing are your 30 resonances, malevolent also, life's will is."

A beautiful example here where the maker of this next glyph is placing his power in the divine faith of the creator, regardless of the decreasing light from the universe:
"A perfectly intact rectangular clay tablet presents four lines of glyphs that read from left to right (above), as supported by the staggered alignment of the characters on the left side of the plate. The votive passage reads:

na akar asu u ma ra ka ma su-us alas-as ma-as ra asu ka ca aiva-as sita-as asura-as

Not without action, life, oh status of granting, whatever the state of whirring, for not shining, for it is granting life whatever thus for eternity, for beauty from divinities."


The stolen image of mankind's creation ability is found here I believe because the ability for the stars to shine light is spoken about as being out of man's control. Anastasia and her family has passed down the knowledge of how people in a state of radiant feelings such as joy or love shine light from the stars. The energy of stealing an uncreated image had to be present, and I feel that the stealing of the uncreated image of what controls the stars beyond man's control drove people to the stolen image of mankind's creation ability, that a technological approach to the stars is needed and that physical control is based on the physical like technology instead of mankind shining a light from the stars and himself that enables him to control everything. Our own actions as a whole cause the light from the stars and planets to start lessening or increasing.

Next, I learned the Anunnaki story as follows. The Anunnaki come to Earth and take the blood of their own and man, and create Adamu, a man Anunnaki hybrid. Universal Intelligence who created Man and the physical creation, but not the extra-terrestrials, turns Adamu back into a fully functioning human being. The Anunnaki are taught the error of their ways. The Anunnaki, being creations of elemental beings of the Universe, had to deal with the energy of stealing an uncreated image. The Anunnaki followed that energy and stole the uncreated image of man being subjected to themselves, something that could not exist co-creatively on it's own. When this urge lead to the creation of Adamu, it became the stolen image of mankind's creation ability. Some of the people stole the energy of the uncreated image of this for technology, some possibly for the right to be in-line with the stolen image altogether playing along with the Anunnaki's hierarchy and all.

This lead further down the path, most likely, of thoughts other than man ruling all by shining his light from all the stars and planets.


The energy of stealing an uncreated image is the anti-mind, and tries to get the stolen image of mankind's creation ability to steal the energy of the uncreated image without thinking. The energy of stealing an uncreated image and the stolen image of mankind's creation ability are connected to the same energy of anti-mind/not thinking. Depending on what or how much an image of mankind's creation ability is stolen, will decide how much of the energy of stealing an uncreated image is stolen. When both are highly related, it causes greater anti-mind. Anti-mind, the energy of stealing an uncreated image, and the stolen image of mankind's creation ability are all linked in a chain of controlling man. All wars, diseases and confusion has stemmed from these forces. The cure is when we start perfecting the space of our habitat, to make it eternal. For this soulmates become the pinnacle of creation with their child and motherland. When one aspires to perfect the space of habitat for a piece of their motherland, they eat as they breath and fruit is bestowed upon them which knows their information, and from previous sampling, you know it's information. Food is ingested at the right times, and effort is put toward accelerating the speed of your thought to perfect the space of your habitat. These allow one to come into contact with new images that may cure the stolen images within a person, and allow for them even greater image capacity. This is even capable of curing telegony which is when information from previous relationships is passed down through you, to your children. This is information which may be harmful or simply not desired in the fashion it is found within you. Anastasia, a woman whom is granddaughter to a line of hidden Vedic priests reveals hidden history of the people called the Vedruss, and also reveals a cure for telegony they knew, and a cure that is fitted for people living today. Telegony and the passing on of thoughts and feelings from previous relationships is most likely behind the degradation of happiness and conscious awareness today. Telegony is a stolen image of mankind's creation ability, where the individuals steal images into themselves, and results from the energy of stealing on uncreated image sexually, or even physical-mentally.

Anastasia mentions that 5,000 years ago there was a war. She is describing how mistakes were continuously made during the age of imagery and how at the end of that age there was a huge war, the first genocidal war for the last cycle occurred, (as of 2000 we are now in a new Vedic age which means the 3 Age cycle has started over. The age of imagery is the second part of the cycle). After this war the Vedruss population of the Earth started to fall asleep un-consciously so that war on a non-material plane would be avoided. After searching the internet I have come to find out that the only massive war as of 5,000 years ago is the Kurukshetra war of India. Vedic scholars place the date of this war at a little over 5,000 years ago, based off of the planetary positions recorded in the Vedic scriptures. I believe that this is the war that caused the Vedruss to fall asleep, and that the mistake found each age of imagery can be seen in the details of this war. Here is a link to an article that describes some of the main points of this war. If one reads most of it, they will see that telegony played a huge role in starting the Kurukshetra war, the desire to steal an uncreated image and the stolen image of mankind's creation ability. Anti-mind was present before, during, and after this war:

The Kurukshetra war can be gone through in some detail, and one can see where Anti-mind took over. One of the things not mentioned in the link above is that Krishna, one of the priests of the science of imagery in India, became upset at Duryodhan during Krishna's peace treaty with him to end oncoming war. When Duryodhan ordered his guards to arrest Krishna, Krishna started laughing radiating intense light, and afterwards doomed Duryodhan to war, saying that it will be what he receives and how he will fail in war. Even Krishna stole the energy of stealing an uncreated image, and it possibly tried to get through to him on the level of the stolen image of mankind's creation ability. He had to fight back the demons, and even still he ended up killing in war. At the beginning he said that he would not do that.


The next event from history I would like to site is the creation of the Levite and Jewish religions, and the leaving of them from Egypt and into the Sinai wilderness. I should have mentioned this event before the Kurukshetra war because the Levites and Jewish people are said to have left Egypt around 6,000 years ago. This is 1,000 years before the Kurukshetra war. The stolen images of mankind's creation ability were passed on from Egypt to the Jewish and Levite people. Even more, the energy of stealing the uncreated image of mankind's creation ability, or in other words, when the priests of Egypt broke apart the science of imagery (mankind's creation ability) into physics, chemistry, mathematics, astronomy, alchemy, and entity creation, they were taking mankind's sole creation ability, the science of imagery, and stole it's uncreated image, turning it into many systems that lead people away from knowing what man's purpose and creation ability is. This of course is and becomes the stolen image of mankind's creation ability, literally, and these pieces of the whole were passed down to the Levite priests. Moses for instance was a priest of Egypt amongst the other priests who hid the science of imagery. At the same time he became a part of the Levites, not the Jewish people, and was given the ok to lead the Jewish and Levite people out of Egypt. He showed that his ability to create living images was stronger than the royal court's priests. The energy of stealing an uncreated image influenced the high priest of Egypt, he wanted to create a people ruled by an image that would cause them to take over the world. Ruling the images that they used for alchemy and knowing the images they were raised under, the high priest would be able to influence them at a distance. This is when, Anastasia says, for the first time a person lost control of the elements within himself and connected himself directly with the life-force of an image, trying to steal it completely, the image of a people and hidden science. He lost so much to the anti-mind of creating a people to ransom the world with, trying to receive a unique dialogue with God proclaiming him as the ruler of the world, that he probably became somewhat of a hidden demon of these people. The energy of stealing an uncreated image came from the priest's desire to create a race of bio-robots with the Levites and Jews ruled by a hidden science. The result is the stolen image of mankind's creation ability, literally, where the Levites are told that they are meant to create the image of God for the rest of the world, and the Jewish people are told that they are the chosen people of God over all others.

Today there are still Jewish/Levite factions who have passed down not only Alchemy and Entity creation (broken apart pieces of the science of imagery from Egypt), but also how to create bio-robots, stealing the uncreated image through the stolen image of mankind's creation ability. Now the priest's program must be aborted and the people taught how to cure the disease of stealing images. These cults of the Levite/Jewish mixture could probably be seen as the cult of the stolen image of mankind's creation ability. This is attested to by the fact that the Levites have said before that they are meant to create the image of God for the rest of the world, and that the Jewish people are told that they are the chosen people of God.


The science of imagery has been revealed in full by Anastasia, history of the Levite/Jewish programming, and also how to accelerate the speed of our thinking to a point that has been hidden even from the priests of these religions (this is also for them to use and discover, possibly healing them of stolen images at slower speeds of thinking). Also a method of curing telegony which is when mental and emotional information is programed into the body through either sexual relationships or even just physical-mental relationships. This information is passed down to our children and can cause great disturbances in their life. Sexual programming has been a tool used by the Levite/Jewish people, ritualistically, and so under the impulse of stealing an uncreated image many priests and people have been passing on only partial information of what we are capable of in these instances. A space of love is needed without obtrusive images. Many deviations sexually can now be replaced in soulmate couples with the real experience of coming together for birthing a child who is in the exact likeness and even more, of one's own pure thoughts. This bestows the greatest feeling in the Universe and creates a fire that will last with you for your whole life.

Anastasia is the granddaughter of priests from the original order of priests from Egypt, and her family had a direct hand in creating Egypt and the Levite/Jewish religions. She is revealing information necessary for heading off the energy of stealing an uncreated image, and also for erasing the stolen image of mankind's creation ability.

I am going to continue showing all of the instances at least spoken about by Anastasia when the energy of stealing an uncreated image led to the stolen image of mankind's creation ability. First I would like to share something that I have just discovered about these forces. I feel I have come up with something. The white rings that form around Anastasia and the attacks she was having. I heard that they were coming from the high priest and that he couldn't control it. I feel that the energy of stealing an uncreated image was trying to get her to steal the stolen image of mankind's creation ability. Almost trying to get Anastasia to believe that the priests in fact did not exist inside. She is defeating it, we can defeat that energy. I don't even want to think about what kind of acts are behind the energy of stealing an uncreated image and the stolen image of mankind's creation ability, but we still must have an accurate history of the effect these forces have had on man and Earth. One of the most important things I feel Anastasia has done is to collect everything needed to cure the disease of stealing images, to accelerate the speed of our thoughts, and how to cure telegony to birth children in the exact likeness of our thoughts and the energy of our dreams. Perfecting the space of our habitat is bringing us to eternal life. Conjoint creation and joy for all from it's contemplation. Birth.

This is the problem encountered each age of Imagery as talked about by Anastasia in The documentary book series, The Ringing Cedars of Russia. Book 6, The Book of Kin.

The Universal destructive or carnal force is the Universal energy of stealing an uncompleted image.

The Universal energy of stealing an uncompleted image tries to get mankind to steal images.

The Universal energy of stealing an uncompleted image analyzes the stolen image of mankind's creation ability. With this they create partial urges.

The Universal energy of stealing an uncompleted image steals the stolen image of mankind's creation ability. With this they create partial urges.

These partial urges try and get mankind to experience the same feelings through stealing images.

When mankind experiences an unsatisfying feeling or partial urge and steals it's image, he creates a demi-urge which is another partial urge. The Universe is full of partial urges, but there is one which creates complete urges and complete images. The Universe was created when all of these urges experienced co-creation. Mankind is capable of producing the most complete urge of all which is the Universal energy of Love, when all urges come together for co-creation. This urge becomes created when mankind perfects the space of his habitat.

When the Earth is full of complete urges, soul mates are capable of creating Earth like life and planets in the Universe.

The same book which states these things, Co-Creation, partially written by Vladimir Megre, started an eco-village movement in Russia. There are now over 200 eco-villages made up of Kin's Domains. Each family is given at least 2.2 acres for turning into a corner of blooming paradise, an oasis, a garden paradise made up of food forests. This is for healing the Earth, healing people, and birthing and raising children who have complete urges. One's piece of Motherland gives it's people complete urges when we try to perfect the space of our habitat. Then our children perfect the space of habitat for the next generation, and gives the possibility of being born again on the same paradise which you created yourself:






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