A blizzard was played out. It was nearly midnight. Tomorrow is Saturday. Weekend.
We walked through snow vortices, flying toward us and covered our faces.
I love bad weather. It invigorates the spirit and trains the will to live.
- Do you feel some changes?
- Yes and no. The world filled with colors. Senses intensified. But they do not disturb me, as usual. I am exalted, and as on the top of I. I see your aura - a star above your head. It’s all right? So should it be?
- Yes, the initiation was successful. I slightly quickened your evolutionary development, but only slightly. We can’t do it quickly. You passed it well.
Now we'll go to your house, you lie down to sleep and will have a good sleep. Tomorrow we will continue. You need to learn a lot.
- And can we fly to home?
- Why should? It’s so nice to walk on such solid planet. The terrestrial planets have their own charm. Here is a little energy. Therefore all is so dense. But where in the universe can we touch something else? Only in such places.
- And are your places different?
- Yes, very much. Where from I now arrived on Earth there is so much energy, though take away. Energy is the great destroyer. Therefore, all bodies are as the smoke - not durable. However, and your “I” is a cloud when you sleep or leave the body.
- Do you mean, when we die?
- Yes. Death is not the most popular theme in human society, do not you?
- Is it not natural? Nobody wants to leave the loved friends and relatives.
- If people knew the true nature of death, they would not be so afraid.
- Speaking of death ... That case on the trolleybus stop is bothers me. What did happen in reality? The trolley shot down you in front of me. You came out of nowhere and saved the boy.
- This boy just like you has a big potential. We can’t save all those in need, unfortunately. Although we want it and strive for it. This was a special occasion. The boy has a very bright karma. But now he is on the road of trials, and therefore the forces of evil pursue him on the heels. They pushed him under the trolleybus. He's still not a magician and can’t help himself.
We have long been watching him and expected that Dark can do something about it. Each person has a defense. Do you remember about guardian angels? This is not fiction. They exist and protect people. But all people are protected in varying degree. The lighter the person and the higher the spiritual potential, the greater the protection is. The higher essences are interested in the human and patronize. This protection is like the human love and friendship. Angels fall in love with the people and therefore guard. But their love is stable. It is not subjected to human emotions, because they are not people.
However, there is still a dark protection. In this case demons and dark spirits protect. It is particularly strong at witches and dark wizards - at dark magicians. But these people are risking using such protection. Then they have to bitterly repent and pay their anguish and suffering. Especially after the death. After all, like attracts like. Hell exists.
The boy is still small. He still is not able to always be good. Although he is a very light child. And just recently, he made a small offense. He lied to his parents. It would seem a trifle. But the hype has obscured his conscience. A conscience - this is the contact of the soul with the guardian angels. They could not in time warn him of impending danger. And dark, of course, were right there. They did not miss the opportunity. They were pushing him as could. They would manage to do this if it were not for our defense. I had to step in and jump in front of the trolleybus.
Oleg smiled.
- But are you really dead?
- No, of course. I pretended to be dead. Then I dematerialized from the morgue. And instead myself I left the astral figure - a body created from the astral particles.
Yes, such particles exist, not only protons, neutrons and electrons. Your science is, by the way, very much mistaken about many of the laws of nature and its phenomena. Anyway, our engaged in it…
- And who was buried?
- The astral body and was buried. Funny, huh? Then it disintegrated in the grave and vanished. The coffin is now empty!
- And you? How could you withstand such collision? This was an iron trolleybus...
- We own by many magical techniques and methods that are not familiar to people. Physiology of my body is not like yours. I do not even breathe ... These breaths - imitation...
- It can’t be! How is it?!
- Do not forget, I'm very, very different...
- Yes, I remember...
- We arrived on Earth and here have built bodies similar to the human to work without attracting undue attention. More precisely, without attracting nothing attention. We have to look like everyone else. Otherwise, it’s the end of our mission. Mankind simply will not accept us. It will reject. They will not damage us severely. But they can interfere. And we can’t allow that. To do this we need all this secrecy.
- Oleg, so where are you from? You will tell me?
- For you it will not be a secret. You will understand...
Once I got the majority of capabilities of the space magician. Magician - is the one who can... The human has the ability to direct the forces and energy to operate with them, both internally as well as with external.
- Oh, Space Magician! I hear this for the first time!
- You will hear and learn a lot for the first time.
- I'm a little scared...
- I repeated you so many times, and I'll say it again - do not be afraid. Ahead we all have a bright future. Waterfalls of happiness. True. Imperishable. We just need to prepare, transform ourselves and learn to live in it.
We quickly overcame the way from the Semenovsky Lake to Gagarin Street. Climbed on a few slides.
- This is my house...
- I know. I have been here many times. I visited you in a dream, for example, do you remember?
- This also was true?
- Sure. Now I'll leave you. We with my friends have a lot of important things, and they want me to help them. And you need to relax. There were a lot of events. You should comprehend all. And get used to a little new for you state. Surely, some abilities, which were not, will appear at you. Do not be afraid and do not be surprised. As soon as I will be free I will go back to you.
- I'll miss you and wait!
- Me too! If something urgent - think of me, tune in and I will appear.
I turned to the house, took a few steps. When turned to look – there was not him.
He melted. Disappeared.
But for now I had a new sight. And I noticed how from the place where he was standing a light sparkling trail was drawn in the space - like a shooting star. He flew away...