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In fact, I read about trading on exchanges before, but they were associated with oil and familiar money, and therefore I decided not to contribute to the pollution of the Earth’s atmosphere and the march of the financial system. Plus, the lack of money did not allow me to trade on regular exchanges in any case.

Having received a card with a 63 000 ruble limit, I bought Bitcoin for all the amount.

I could not think that after all my spiritual experience with Auras, telekinesis, telepathy from Thiaooubians, and other things, I would become so worried about money! Of course, the fact that I needed to give back credit bothered me. But I was worried too much. But most importantly, I forgot everything that Luc taught on his channel. I made all the mistakes of newcomers: I bought when the price was going up, often at the very top of the peak because of my fear of losing profits; I was selling in a panic when the price was going down, fearing that it might go even lower, but in fact it was often not so. Simply put, I “pulled the trigger” guided by emotions, and not by logic and knowledge. Because of this, I lost almost everything.

I re-watched the video of Luc and other people, and I did the work on errors. I still had fears of losing money, but I was able to take my mind under control and began to make more money than I was losing to mistakes. I also stopped associating Bitcoin with real money. The only time Bitcoin turned itself into money was the time of rubles transferring to the bank card. This awareness additionally helped me to stop being afraid of losing money that I actually did not have.

I would never have thought that trading not only money, but physically non-existent money, can help a person to develop spiritually, given that money is one of the evils of our planet. I say to develop “spiritually”, because first of all, cryptocurrency trading helped me find self-control, emotional comfort, which I needed so much. This meant that my Higher Self had less bad feelings emanating from me to filter out.

If you understand trading, and life, then you can ask, what about those who lost money by buying from me at the top of the peak, or by selling to me at the bottom of the trough? Have I made a mistake for which I will have to suffer? Being a more or less spiritual person, I often thought about this, but then I remembered that the first thing traders are taught is to trade only what they can afford to lose. I made this mistake when I borrowed money that I fed then to many people as a result of my inexperience. Then people are clearly told that the vast majority of traders are losing money. All in all, they knew what they were doing, and I do not feel that I made a mistake… at least a big one.

Slowly, I began to return money to the bank card, but the percentage that had to be returned was too huge even for Bitcoin. I just did not have time to make a sufficient amount of money so that those 5-10 percent that I sometimes did in one day become a really large amount of Bitcoins (and rubles when transferring to the bank card). I had to persuade my mother to pay my debt to the bank, so that I could calmly accumulate a large amount which I would give to her after a while. It was difficult, but she agreed to give me about 60 000 rubles. The debt was paid off, and soon I closed the card.

I continued to make money trading Bitcoin. Alas, I sometimes had to exchange some amount into rubles to make purchases. Everything was going well. I was getting more than I was losing. But the time had come when Bitcoin crashed, and price movements became very insignificant. This is bad, as Luc’s trading method yields results when large panic price drops occur. I could no longer find the price movements I needed and soon stopped trading. Thus, my experience as a cryptocurrency trader ended, and I remained owing to my mother.

In the middle of summer, I also had to buy a budget Samsung A5 2016 phone. I used it so that I could go outside and trade cryptocurrency if necessary. Then, in any case I needed to have a modern phone for a long time, which I would not break since I got control over my emotions.

Probably on the first day of using the phone, I learned about the suicide of Chester Bennington, vocalist of Linkin Park. In school, I often listened to their music. Many years earlier, the same thing happened with Robin Williams. It was sad that they decided to do this, although to some extent I could understand them. But it helped me to be stronger and continue to live, as I saw again that I was not the only one who suffered in this life. Something similar happened after the death of Paul Walker, when I tried to remove my habits, seeing how fragile and valuable this life is…

Later in the summer, I remembered that in August of 2017 it would have been 10 years since the man was killed in the apartment with prostitutes. This was the last chance to try to find out information about Natasha.

I remembered her because of a dream in which she came to my apartment. On either side of her stood two twin boys. Their skin was somewhat dark, and their curly blond hair was exactly like the one I had in the photo which is still present on my profile picture in many social networks. There was a feeling that those boys were about 10 years old. And Natasha herself was very happy.

When I woke up, I began to think that if she could get pregnant from me? Yes, a condom was used of course, but then I was able to remember one moment when she could actually get pregnant, although the chances of it are very, very small…

I found on the Internet that murder data is stored in the police archive for 10 years. I had to get to the police station and ask about the details of the case. Now or never.

I was not feeling well because I had to masturbate from time to time. Therefore, it was not easy to travel for me, even though I was driving along the MCC in the comfortable Lastochka.

Using the map on my phone, I reached the police station. I was no longer afraid of the issue of the army, since the draft age ended at 27 years. At the information post they told me that they could not give or tell me anything as I was not a relative of Natasha.

I called one of the police officers who had said earlier that day to come for information. But he was no longer in the station.

I arrived the next day to meet him. He went out into the street with a woman whom I told the reason for my visit the previous day. She never looked at me on the second day and was silent all the time. The policeman himself said that all data is deleted from the archive after 5 years. I think that I mentioned the information regarding ten years, but I did not argue, because it was clear that even if I had been deceived in order to get rid of, no one could say anything to me anyway because of the existing laws. Nevertheless, that policeman was trying to somehow help me, and I am grateful to him for that.

Although very late, but I did everything I could. If I made mistakes, then I will just have to pay for them in the future – in this or in one of the next lives.

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Once I went to my father to buy him products. At his apartment, he asked me to give him money so that he himself could buy the necessary products and things. I gave him two thousand rubles. A few days later he was already drunk. When my mother and I came to him, the money turned into several bottles of vodka, one of which, still full, he did not let go, acting like a little child. Drunk father then mentioned that I was born when he was 29 years old – my age of that time. He tried in this way to say that I should go to work. When I told him about the incident when I was five years old, because of which I essentially did not work, because that event caused all the other problems that I had, he could hardly remember it – unlike me.

I think that I already had a new phone capable of recording video. Remembering how many years ago I was sobered up by the video of myself that I made after the second prostitute, I thought for a long time that if I recorded how my father behaved when he was drunk, and then I would show him sober the recording, then perhaps he would get horrified and would always remember what his drinking habit led to. Too bad I forgot to do it back then…

All summer I tried to look for girls to get to know each other. I was still scared to start talking to them. So, for example, I sat next to one for a long time, until I finally squeezed out the question about the book that the girl was reading. If I remember correctly, it was a book by Stephen King. Alas, the girl said that she had a boyfriend.

I remember one wise phrase regarding the fear of approaching and getting to know girls from a girl on YouTube – “What is the worst thing that could happen? She will not speak with you? Well, it’s not like she’s talking to you now!” She has a point.

I asked other girls to get acquainted, but everyone said that they were already taken… It was not easy not to blame myself for the fact that I had to delay for so long the search for my second half.

Then, when at the end of August I was sitting on the same bench where the girl had previously read King, another girl sat not far from me. She started to write something. I got up to approach her, and walked past her, feeling insecure. But I immediately turned around and asked her if she wanted to meet. She said she did not meet on the street. This was the first girl who was single. I decided to sit down with her just to talk. She was a philologist or philosopher. What she was writing in her notebook was related to “freewriting” – when you write down all the thoughts that appear in your head. I just watched a video about a similar technique a couple of days ago, which I told her about. Then I started asking her why she did not want to meet on the street. She wanted to get acquainted only with people of her profession. After I tried to find out her name, the girl, smiling, hinted that she would not want to replace the heated place on the bench. I politely said goodbye and left.

I did not go home, but went slowly to roam the streets. There was a sunset behind me, and I felt very sad… almost to tears. I was sure at that moment that she refused to get acquainted because of my appearance, forgetting what she told me. But there was a positive moment in all of this – after all, not all girls already had boyfriends or husbands. I still had a chance to find someone.

I tried to approach about nine women that year. Only one was single. Very often there were days when I could approach many other girls, but I did not dare. It was obvious that I needed to work on my self-confidence. I also saw how I stopped get upset because of Marina. Even though I did not find anyone, and I had many unresolved problems, I began to try to concentrate my attention on self-development in the present, and not on what happened in the past.

One of the reasons for the fears was the thought what others would think of me. For example, there was a moment when I asked a girl with headphones in her ears, who sat down on the grass by the pond, if she would like to meet. She did not answer anything. There was a bunch of people nearby. I as if felt like everyone was looking at me. I just needed to apologize, calmly get up, and move on, but I could not do it because then people would realize the absurdity of my situation, and I pretended to have sat down to just sit there, not seeing how unnatural and much worse it all looked. Then the girl began to slowly laugh, trying to suppress her laughter. I stood up and only a couple passing by was looking at me, and before that I was also noticed by a man whom I often saw with his dogs. All the rest went about their own business.

Because of these moments, I recalled other bad things when people laughed at me or refused to say hello. I felt bad at heart. I started to become depressed. It was not easy to realize that many of these people who hurt me had pleasant sex and simply joyfully enjoyed life, and I felt deprived. And I would ask – where is justice?

I dug the answer to that question in my head when I was descending the stairs near the Cherkizovsky pond. I finally understood one of the simple truths of the Universe – everyone who has ever made a mistake will sooner or later suffer for it! For all errors without exception, since this is the Universal Law! And if they live this life in happiness, raising themselves in their eyes and the eyes of others at the expense of people with problems, then they will find their punishment in another life – just as I paid for my mistakes of the past, when at five years of age I started to have speech problems due to a situation that I could not avoid, and some time later I had my first sexual experience, which also had great negative consequences on my life. But there was one more experience, the experience with the bright entity near my house, which in the end helped me in my life – it is completely clear to me that my this-time correct decisions in past lives, which I definitely had, contributed to this – now it was not a question anymore, it was common sense.

This may seem strange, but, while I knew perfectly well about these truths of life, for many years I could not connect them with myself – even though after reading Michel Desmarquet’s book I immediately understood that I had already lived before, and the childhood events were connected precisely with the wrong decisions of past lives. But because of the life situation with the noise in the apartment, with a lot of fears, with the uncertainty of my life, and the lack of love and sex that I wanted from early childhood, they forced me to escape into my imagination to ease the torment. Another consequence of this departure was the forgetfulness of already learned and understood lessons. Because of this, I made old mistakes again, again, and again.

I sometimes thought about people who were so stubborn that they had to live 15 000 on the planet of the first category. Soon, the realization came to me that I myself could be that person who lives a lot of lives on the Planet of Sorrows, refusing to learn from the lessons of the Universe. After all, this is stubbornness.

Simply put, every action has an absolutely precise consequence. An erroneous action leads to suffering, the strength of which directly depends on the seriousness of the error, and the right action leads to happiness – the opposite of suffering.

The question then arises – how to know what is a mistake and what is not? My current opinion, based on my material and spiritual knowledge that I have now, is that a mistake is an action that in any way causes suffering to an infinitesimal part of the Superior Intelligence, or the sensations experienced during such an action are filtered out by the Higher Selves, since they are not needed by the Spirit.

Here are a few examples: a man raped a girl, causing her suffering; a man got drunk so that he was vomiting for several days – here he himself is the suffering particle of the Spirit; people thoughtlessly polluted and destroyed the environment and animals, and the result was a virus that caused the death and suffering of many people.[16]

I also think that we can mention the animal cruelty as well. In the book Thiaoouba Prophecy there is no clear information on whether the animals have a piece of the Superior Intelligence in them. Naturally, if there is no part of the Spirit in animals, this means that they are robots. But having many years of experience observing the pigeon that was feeding on my windowsill, I can say that they do not look like robots at all. I often noticed the individuality of “my” pigeon, and I could identify him from the crowd of other pigeons purely by his behavior and expression of his face. Once I went to the toilet, and when I was returning into the room, I saw the pigeon pacing on my table and he was already next to a bag of cereal. Seeing me, he quickly darted back to the windowsill, while he muttered in his pigeon voice what was a clear annoyance. This moment alone showed me that animals and birds have a soul.

There was another interesting and unexpected case that happened to me when I was watching Animal Planet. They showed walking elephants, and there was a small elephant running in front of them. I do not know how and why, but suddenly I was able to know and feel everything that the elephant calf was experiencing and thinking at that moment. Speaking of “thinking”, he had the same exact thinking (or awareness of one’s existence, consciousness) as humans, but, naturally, limited to the creature’s brain. It was the only such experience in my life, and, taking into account the rest of the spiritual experiences that I had in this life, I believe that it clearly showed me the answer to my question.

Then I found confirmation of my idea in the book Thiaoouba Prophecy where Thao tells Michel that there is a great need for discipline on Earth, but “discipline” does not mean dictatorship. She further says that “the Creator himself obliges no creature, human or otherwise, to do anything against its will. We all have free will and it is up to us to discipline ourselves in order to improve spiritually.”.12

The fact that the Superior Intelligence does not oblige animals to do anything against their will tells us that they also have a part of the Spirit in themselves. Robots have neither will nor consciousness, and will never have them. They are just tools that have been programmed by the intellect to do what the intellect wants them to do. We can say that a living being is someone who has the infinitesimal part of the Spirit (Superior Intelligence) in them and is aware of his existence, and a robot is something that does not have the part of Superior Intelligence in itself and is not aware of its existence.

Of course, one may ask how I could doubt whether animals have a soul or not. But truth does not tolerate conclusions based on emotions, and not on logic and common sense.

By the way, in the Golden Doko on Thiaoouba, the body of Jesus was, judging by what Michel Desmarquet wrote, the only one with wounds. I wondered why other similar messengers who played their important role on other planets were not “crucified” – murdered, to be precise. Why did a human being from a planet of the highest category have to suffer so much, considering that only the most highly developed beings are born on planets of the 9th category, and therefore he could not make a mistake while living on Thiaoouba? So, what is the reason?

To answer this question, one needs to recall the teachings of Thaora that the soul can rejoin the Higher Self of the next category, if a person has lived his life so that the Higher Self of the same category as the person’s Astral body had nothing to filter.

Thus, a person can commit a crime, say, on a planet of the first category, and in the next life he can live his life so that his Higher Self will have nothing to filter, since the person did not do and did not think anything negative in relation to himself and others.

This can happen, for example, when committing several identical crimes (mistakes), and then learning your lesson when it is time to pay by suffering for one of the mistakes. As a result of such correct decisions, the Astral body of a person is rejoined with the Higher Self of the second category, and maybe even with the Higher Self of higher category, if the person has learned the relevant lessons, and the Higher Self of the second category also had nothing to filter out from the received sensations.

In theory, a person can reach the ninth category with an outstanding error. Naturally, according to Universal Law he cannot be reunited with the Spirit until the error is paid for by suffering. It may well be that Aarioc (as the crucified Christ was called on Thiaoouba) was interested in who he was in the past lives. If this is so, then I am not surprised that he volunteered to live 3 years in the body of Christ, knowing that it was his time to pay for old mistakes and at the same time teach earthlings love and spirituality.

It is worth mentioning Thao’s words about the first and only time when Jesus was angry. It happened when he was making a statement against money and tipped over the merchants’ tables at the temple. First, I think it was a mistake to get angry – even on the topic of money – and money is one of the main dangers on Earth; and secondly, I do not think that the crucifixion and other accompanying torments that Jesus had to endure were the payment of this mistake.

Soon my eyes opened to yet another simple truth. I realized that in fact no one had ever offended me in my life – I myself chose to be offended. I also had the choice to learn from the “negative” things that people said or thought about me – after all, these are just data that we ourselves decide how to interpret.

Firstly, it becomes clear that such people are not very spiritually developed, since they choose to commit an erroneous action with all the ensuing consequences. Secondly, I needed to understand if the reason for their negativity was caused by the result of me making a mistake. If the answer is yes, as in the case of facial expressions, then I need to replace the erroneous action, which leads to suffering for the error, with the correct one, which leads to relaxation, peace, and happiness. If the answer is no, as is the case with my knowledge concerning Thiaoouba, then nothing needs to be changed, since I am not making a mistake in spreading my knowledge.

The same applies to all those people on the planet who call themselves minorities and are offended by what people of other views speak about them. They themselves choose to be offended…

It also follows from this that while in my school years I was right about the fact that all the negative statements of people will remain in my memory until the end of my days, I still have a choice of what I will do with those memories. And of course, it is worth living in the real life, focusing your attention on the present moment of life – in this state, a person has in his mind only what he needs to have for normal functioning in the real situation that surrounds him, and all memories remain in the backyard of consciousness, from where they can be quickly and easily pulled out if necessary.

In autumn, it became known about the death of my mother’s sister Zina. She was already over ninety years old. She was always kind to me. Unfortunately, there was a negative experience associated with the housing dispute, and I again thought about the curse of the monetary system that encourages people to do rather wrong things.

Around the same time, the fall of 2017, I got attracted very strong to two streamers. One was called Nastya, and the other was Alyona.

Speaking of Nastya, I started to like her when I heard her voice while watching another streamer with whom she played the game “Deceit”. I thought he was her boyfriend, since they lived together, but then she answered someone on her stream that he was her brother.

I remembered then my story with Marina, when I thought that there was almost no chance that a girl could live with her brother. I was glad to learn something new about life, and this news also played a small role in calming me down, as I was beginning to see that I was not the only one who did not have sex and love – at least it seemed so.

Then she helped, without knowing it, in another moment relating to her removed tooth. I understand that even though my lateral tooth was filled, it seems that this is only a matter of time before I have to say goodbye to it. If this day comes, then it will not be so hard for me to live through it.

It can be noted that she also did not like her age of 25 years.

As for Alyona, for some interweaving of the Universe, I also began to like her when I heard her unique voice in GTAV Online, while I was watching another streamer. After finding her stream, I often started to come to her channel and watch her broadcasts. I liked her so much that I began to fall in love with her. Perhaps this was helped by my imagination, which I still was using for wrong purposes.

I thought if she had a boyfriend or not. In my imagination, she, of course, not only did not have a boyfriend, but she was often a virgin. When I say “she”, I certainly mean a girl who is very similar to her, but has almost nothing to do with the real person.

Once I was watching a stream of one of my favorite streamers, whom I watched for many years. Someone in the chat asked him how he met one girl who also became a streamer. His reply was that he had seen her in VK, and he just upped and wrote her a message.

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