Back Home, Into The Sky!

by Tatiana Danina

A NIGHT JOURNEY

  I went to bed. Oleg sat beside on the chair. I closed my eyes and relaxed. I was laying and listening to the silence, trying to catch a breath of Oleg, noises and sounds of the night city outside.

  And then I felt a wave-memory from the childhood: the road going from school to home through the lovely birch grove. This is probably my favorite road in the world, because it belongs to my childhood.

  I heard birds singing, the noise of leaves, saw sunbeams on the pavement and playing children.

  And then I saw myself among them. I reached for this little girl - me... and the next moment already was in the dream.

  I very clearly felt the moment of transition and understood exactly that was already asleep.

  I long wanted to learn lucid dreaming, enthusiastically read Castaneda, tried to practice. But really it has turned out only today.

  I looked around and found that there was no the birch grove near, and the kids too. And the sunny day disappeared. Instead, I was floating over the snow-covered road and in front of my eyes there was the window of my room.

  The happening so astounded me that I without hesitation rushed into my apartment... and flew through the glass. No special sensations were during this. One might even say that the temporary merger with the substance of silicon, oxygen and aluminum was nice.

  On my bed someone was lying and slowly but rhythmically breathing. That was me sleeping, covered with warm camel blanket! Rather, my physical conductor. I've never seen myself from a side so clearly! In the dream, my body looks very different – the mouth opened, the arm hung down from the bed, so weak-willed. I was long soaring over the body, trying to feel the moment and understand what I am and why here now. There was no fear. On the contrary, some powerful inner joy of liberation rolled on me. And how could it be otherwise - because I now knew exactly what we can live without a body, that it basically prevents us, we have to carry it on the ground.

  The image of my mother arose.

  I flew into the next room - there, on the bed, she was snuffling peacefully.

  Sleep, dear. Your daughter crossed not only the threshold of childhood, but all unimaginable thresholds and stages and opened the door to the unknown. I hope I still can to save humanity, and you, and all of us. Well, if not to save, then at least to help by what I can.

  For such Samaritan thoughts I was found by the voice of Oleg, who called from somewhere outside, but inside me. I flew through the walls and the doors to his call.

  I have appeared back on the street in the arms of the polar night. There the wind was blowing. Looked at myself under the light of lanterns - a new body was a barely visible, transparent cloud. However, the outlines of the human figure remained.

  - I'm a ghost! - I smiled inwardly.

  I rolled onto my back and saw the Sky!

  In my everyday life I have always loved looking at the stars, but had no idea that almost anything and did not see. Now it literally flew open over me and pierced by its majestic beauty. So what are you, my universe!

  And then I saw Oleg.

  He was soaring at a little distance and the arctic wind blew his face. It was not warm, abut he was happy, as if it was a Mediterranean breeze. He looked at me with a strange smile:

  - The Earth is such a lovely place!

  Well, you see, everything turned out, and very quickly, I must say. Leave for the way?

  - Let’s fly! - I readily agreed, feeling myself as Margarita. But unlike her, I did not want to become a witch. And we were not going to the ball of Satan, and into a completely different camp - to visit the Light Forces of our planet.

  - We will fly to God?

  - It depends on what you call by this word, it has many interpretations. The whole universe - is God. And God is a creature of the Higher Worlds, endowed with a variety of abilities.

  - Jesus Christ, for example.

  - And so did he.

  - And does he exist?

  - Yes, of course. Do you think that this is another fiction?

  - I do not know, yes and no...

  - You can even see him. But I warn you, that people have invested in this name too much of what it actually is not.

  We rounded the house and turned out over the snow-covered sports ground in the middle of our yard.

  Long time ago, designers and builders have put the house in the form of letter “П”. This form has created some quiet haven a little defending from a northern weather. How do I love our cozy patio!

  After two days will be December 15, and then be 21 years since I came to this planet and trample her dust.

  And then will be Christmas and New Year. In mid-December it is not accepted to decorate the Christmas tree. However, in some windows, I saw glowing decorations - electric candles and glowing figures from glass. And some people still took a chance and hung garlands.

  I can’t believe that all this is happening to me and in reality - again I thought. All my life before this I can’t compare with this now.

  - And that's just the beginning - thoughts of Oleg echoed.

  The wind whistled in the confined space of the yard. It was midnight. Windows gradually were fading. Murmansk fell asleep. And we had to leave for a journey.

  Oleg flown up closer to me. His hair flew up and fell down under gusts of wind to the beat with fluttering coat that has become to me so native and familiar. He was visible, and I was transparent, but why?

  - Just because you fly in a dream, and I am in reality. This is my dense conductor on this planet, and you're now just a free soul.

  - Does nobody see you out of the windows? Those, who does not sleep.

  - They would have seen, of course. For flights within the cities I change the structure of my body - increases the percentage of particles of the higher plans. They have more energy, and the body becomes less dense. For the ordinary eyes I now also as a transparent cloud. A haze. And for the clairvoyant, like you, I stay the same, because you do not look with normal vision, and internal. And for the rest of the people I am really now invisible. We don’t need too much attention to us.

  - Wow! - I whispered, - as you all thought out. I imagined how someone goes to the window and sees a couple like us soaring over the stadium. It would be a cry of surprise, or a heart attack. I shivered. People are too unaccustomed to miracles.

  We soared over the house, flew through it. Then we passed the road where there was no one car, probably because it was on hill, had a dangerous descent and was uncomfortable for motorists.

  Then we slid over a small park, rare phenomenon for Murmansk, where it was too cold for plants.

  Then we found ourselves over the prospect of Heroes Severomortzev (Northern Sea). Across it still individual machines raced, but trolleybuses and buses were gone.

  We were flying along over the highway.

  In the sky, above the city the northern lights flared up. Green and crimson flashes blazed. Far away, in the southwest, the not freezing bay sparkled with all lights. Harbor cranes raised their heads like Martians of HG Wells. Dear me, and out of the apartment, I never see them. But we flew just a little...

  - Highly, we have soared - I internally stiffened. Yet the dreams with awareness are very different from usual. I was scared of height and still very anxious about my sleeping body left in the room.

  Oleg noticed my arising tension.

  - Are you scared?

  - Yes, a little.

  - But you said that nothing is terribly near to me. – The Teacher noticed, but I did not catch the ridicule - It will pass, you get used to it. In the universe the concepts of top and bottom are contingencies. Once upon a time, while you are not born in the body, you were a light cloud, a soul frolicking somewhere in the sky - and Oleg pointed to the sky. – Did you notice that small children are not afraid of anything? This is because they are just from "there" and have not had time to forget how it is – to be there. And then our dense body gradually began to intimidate and confuse us. This pr
ocess - this is a growing up.

  Forget about your physical conduct. You, the soul is main, but not the body. You should dictate to it, but not it commands you. Do you want to see your silver thread?

  - I've heard of it? It connects me with the body?

  - Yes. Take a look. Do you see whitish winding band, which stretches behind you?

  - How amazing! It looks like a trace of a plane, only this does not melt in the air. This is it?

  - Yes, it does not allow interrupting your life. But to break it, in fact, is not so easy. Especially if the body is young and just begins to live. So, do not be afraid. I control your thread now. By the way, not many people can leave their bodies on very long time. You'll be able to do this. You will begin to travel in space, at least to fly around the Earth.

  So much new information gradually sank into my consciousness. Along with this a feeling of power was growing, hitherto unknown. However, I understood that it is largely restricted by the dream and also by the presence of such unearthly creature like Oleg.

  We arrived to Semenovsky Lake, which, as I have always thought, was a place of force in Murmansk. And I saw by new vision that this was true. The Lake glowed in the night, on the subtle planes, like a beautiful flower. The body of water itself and the adjacent forest adopted and emitted energy flows. It stretched, like a giant lotus where each petal was a maelstrom of ether. Now I understood why I was always drawn here – to wander around the neighborhood, or just stand near the water. Not by accident, probably in front of the lake a beautiful white church building stood. The holy abode simultaneously nourished this force and used it. Those who are laid and built a church, perhaps intuitively were aware of this fact.

  Above the lake the northern lights shone particularly hard. Peace and bliss descended on me. I looked at Oleg. In his eyes I read that he too felt and understood this all. For the first time in my entire life I was really happy and calm. It turns out that our existence on the Earth nonetheless has some secret meaning, which always eludes us in the hustle and bustle of everyday life and endless problems. Each of us just needs to believe in the possibility of achieving of this condition. And then it will be revealed and no longer be a secret.

  Such stream of consciousness suddenly highlighted my mind. As if some floodgates have opened hitherto restrained by my corporeal shell.

  I looked up and saw that a beam of light reaches to me from the cosmos.

  - A canal has opened, - I said aloud my guess, - the third eye.

  - Yes, it is true - as always, quietly my teacher confirmed - you grow and develop, gain an understanding.

  - Maybe exactly such states did experience all mystics and saints? - I decided to confirm my guess.

  - Yes, and Buddha and Jesus of Nazareth, and Russian saints, and Himalayan mahatmas, and many, many others around the world. You are walking in their footsteps and do not be afraid. Now you have a powerful protection. If I will not help, they will do. They also are looking after humanity and help you with all their strength. They and we need that you will be like us - free and happy.

  - How nice to hear all this and realize that it's true!

  We were hovering over the city, and I gradually got used to the status of the flight. It was surprisingly good. I wanted it to last forever.

  Looking around, I saw that we were all alone. The streets were deserted, except for one or two people who can’t sleep.

  Suddenly I noticed everywhere near the ground scurrying shadows. Especially a lot of them were near the houses. Shadows covered them like flies. I looked closely attentive. Many of them had a very unpleasant appearance. Deliquescent, mucoid amoeba.

  - Oleg, what are these creatures?

  I wanted to be closer to my friend.

  - It's dark past of the planet, which is necessary transform. Parasites that draw from you strength, clip the wings and do not let fly.

  - How many of them!

  - The whole planet is crawling with them.

  Then I noticed that more and more of some essences flied out from houses. Their appearance was very similar to...

  - These are the people? - I guessed.

  - Yes, this is the soul of sleeping people.

  - As I am...

  - As you are.

  But unlike me, they do not fly away far. They were just circling around the houses. Many frolicked in the air as children. Others quietly hovered. Some it seemed did not understand that they could fly, and walked the earth, like ordinary people, constrained by gravity. And also there were those who were just hanging as if they were tired and could not move. And I saw the cause of this "fatigue". Amoeba, which I have dubbed for myself such name, kept them with their tentacles. They sucked energy from human souls. They were clinging like stone and did not give to enjoy life. This was energy vampires! Observing this unpleasant sight, I saw that when the amoeba glued to the soul and began to drink the energy, it changed. It transformed into something else. Its new look was always different. It turned into animals, and into humans, and into plants, and into car, into anything. It was a kaleidoscope of images, like a movie.

  It's funny, I thought. Here it is the cause of gray and faded dreams, or of nightmares.

  - Oleg, can we nothing to do for them? We will not intervene?

  - Do not worry there is a patrol over the houses.

  Indeed, a flotilla of colored lights came down from the sky, small glowing spheres, and in the center of each - a shining star. This shining patrol fell to the ground like a starry rain, or more precisely, the starry snow because they were moving quite slowly and smoothly. They covered the houses like a real snow, got inside through the roofs, flew into the windows and doors.

  When they appear, I noticed in the behavior of vampires-amoebae interesting changes. It looked like they're scared. Small amoebae rushed in all directions at once, began to squeeze into the walls of houses, immersed in the snow, or just flew away.

  But the big monsters of the sleepy world felt themselves much more confident.

  - We necessary to tinker with these – my Teacher commented the happening.

  I watched as unpleasant amorphous creature grabbed round a transparent figure, the human soul, flying way during the sleep from the dense body. It was evident as it absorbs energy radiated by the soul. At the same time, it turned into... the human, began to look like him. The soul resisted as it could, but it was obvious that it did not have enough strength.

  - Right now, at this moment, the human see a nightmare. The subconscious prompts details of sleep. Not necessarily it will be a fight with the monster. But the dream will be unpleasant for sure.

  It is for us, outside observers, amoeba all faceless. Did you see how they change when they take away energy?

  - Yes.

  - During the contact with the energy they receive information about you. And they try to take the image that is best suited to scare you by your own fears. After all, when we are afraid, we emit so much energy.

  - And who are these essences initially? Where from are they on the Earth?

  - They are here since ancient times, since the planet was born from solar material. The particles of the astral plan that are in the universe myriads penetrated into it. The planet just attracted them by its gravity. They began to live here, grouped into essences – into these amoebas. But astral always lacks in energy, it is the law of nature. It turns out that they just have to be vampires.

  - I even got a little sorry for them, because they do not understand who they are and why here.

  - Mostly, yes. They have pretty meaningless existence. They do not exactly have high goals. They almost do not know what is love, only to themselves. Intelligence is very weak. They constantly adapt. Their life is relatively comfortable, but they perceive all as in the darkness, in the eternal twilight. However, they do not care. I think they like their lives, because they do not now others. They love to swim and crawl in the lower streams of the astral of the planet. They hunt for other's energy
, because it adds them strength. However, they need passive victims, inexperienced souls. They avoid beings of the higher plans, which are full of energy, and it would seem, should be very interested for them. They understand or just seen by what such contact threatens for them. Look what will follow.

  Several stars headed down in the direction of a drama. Even if the amoeba-vampire and saw their approach it though did not hurry to stop its activity. About twelve spheres surrounded the victim and aggressor, and then simultaneously they sent to amoeba their rays of light, as if the very nature was outflowing out of them, but the source did not run low. The body of amoeba began to glow and acquire different colors. Then it began to change its shape, transforming into beautiful bodies - both familiar and unfamiliar. I realized that this is action on the vampire of perceived energy that is at the same time information.

  Stars-spheres continued to pump its body by light.

  So the creature could not stand and release the human. Especially because it received energy from the stars. Perhaps the amoeba felt itself good, warm and happy as ever.

  Suddenly it felt anxiety. Its body continued to ignite stronger, became inflated like a balloon. It grew, grew, and suddenly... wham! It exploded! And it shattered into many pieces, which however were still alive. They have turned into small amoebae and now skedaddle in all directions.

  - So that's why the little amoeba-vampires are so afraid of these stars - I thought aloud.

  - You're absolutely right. But they can recover and again glued together. You have no idea what a huge vampires we sometimes find. And these act not at the level of individual human units, and parasitize on human organizations and social structures. It’s very difficult to deal with them because they are constantly regenerate themselves.

  All energy-vampires shun daylight. It fills them quickly, but also destroys rapidly. And they want to live. Because they hide in the day in different dark places -in the walls of the houses, underground. They love splashes of human emotions and always rush to them. Lowland passions are the most preferred dish for them. Quarrels, conflicts, wars, fighting, crime, all of our sins - that is their habitat.

  I heard mini explosions from all sides. Wham! Wham! Wham! This is a work of the Starship Troopers of higher worlds. Vampires-amoeba exploded one after other. And human souls due to ignorance were trapped in the tentacles the same consistently freed and happily shoots up. And others on the contrary were diving into houses – to wake up from a nightmare that ended unexpectedly well.

  - I think I've experienced this in a dream. I have a feeling of deja vu. I was also attacked by these amoebae.

  - Of course, they try the taste of everyone. Well, almost everyone.

  - You mean to say that someone can resist?

  - Yes.

  - Who?

  - You, for example.

  - I?!

  - Actually, we noticed you by such way for the first time.

  - Tell me more.

  - Well. Do you see those stars-spheres?

  - In fact, when I am not associated with the activity on planets like Earth, my body has a very different view than now. Or more precisely - I am just such balloon of glowing particles of varying quality.

  - I've already guessed it...

  - Wonderful. In the universe there is an innumerable amount of such space wanderers. But it is now. And once, long ago, there were the individual units. Gradually, there becomes more and more of us. We are the workers of the universe. Our task is to help beings living on different celestial bodies to free from the shackles of gravity of these bodies. But, unfortunately, we can’t help absolutely everyone. If we talk about people, the person has to make steps to meet us. Do you understand? We work primarily with the most evolutionarily advanced. Notice them, first and foremost. And we are waiting for others.

  I remember well how two years ago I was patrolling the area where your home is located. It was midnight. As always, we were going down to influence on the dark creatures of the infernal world of the Earth, to paralyze them with our rays, to destroy and if possible to enlighten.

  And as always, sleeping souls began to fly out of the houses. And they also as always, were attacked by vampires. We stopped them one by one. And then suddenly we seen, how one soul bravely fought with several monsters and quite successfully. It had enough light to even destroy one itself. Among the souls such level of spiritual energy we find not frequently. Of course we helped it. And this soul took them interesting.

  - And that soul was I? - I understood everything already in the middle of the story of my Master.

  - Yes, you, - Oleg affectionately smiled at me by eyes.

  We slowly flew among the houses, and it would be similar to the usual night walk, if not the fact of the flight. A ghostly figure was mine, and near - quite tangible, human – Oleg’s. Interestingly, how are we looked from the outside? The ghost and the human flying over the streets and talking about something...

  All more rarely I heard around us explosions of amoebae. And an increasing number of souls joyfully flew up, soaring and tumbling in the sky, like children rejoiced the freedom and the opportunity to live.

  - So, you found me by such way - because I fought bravely with leeches.

  - No, we found you thanks to your powerful Light!

  We flew past the house where my friend lived, Ira. It seemed to me that one of the liberated souls resembled her. But I was not sure. I never consciously in the dream did not communicate with others. And I decided to try now. I sent her the impulse of love. She felt and stopped her spinning. I realized that she recognized me. I waved by my transparent hand. The soul of the friend stopped for a second, and then also happily waved to me.

  Wow! I wonder, will she remember this when she wakes up? And if she will remember, will she understand that met in a dream someone familiar? Hardly... But I should ask, so unobtrusively...

  Wind grew stronger, and snow vortices were worn all around us. Despite of my illusory nature I felt the onslaught of the northern climate. This means that the souls of people, as well as all physical bodies, feel an action of the laws of nature. Collecting nuggets of information I was building a vision of the overall picture of this world. It is a pity that none conservative scholar would not believe me...

  - And now when amount of amoebae has decreased, what will do your Starship Troopers? Or is this the only task?

  - No, we have a lot of work, and to defeat the vampires – this is one small thing. Our main mission is to transmit light to the planet. We are a source of energy-information from the higher spheres. We are channels-conductors. We do not let the inhabitants of the Earth to quietly suffer in the grip of oppression of the Dark Forces. Energy transmitted by us helps us to fight evil. We are creating an aura of goodness around planets. Than it will be thicker, the simpler, easier and freer your life will be. And then, one day, the Earth will open for space!

  - Really is it now not open? - I was surprised. - In my opinion, nothing hides the stars from us, we see them...

  - It is not the point. The Earth is now closed.

  - How interesting and strange.

  - You for surely read about the Apocalypse?

  - Yes, in the Bible.

  - Apocalypse is a revelation in the literal sense. When the planet will be open for the universe, it would be easy for its inhabitants, everything will change. And while it is difficult for you and us.

  - And why the planet is not open? What could be simpler - let all come from above, from heaven, and communicate! We are waiting for them so!

  - Because there are the Heaven's Gate.

  - Something new!

  - Only for people. It has always existed since the beginning of the birth of the planet.

  - Tell me more.

  - It's very simple. The Heaven's Gate - is the protection for the Sky. It is also vulnerable. On Earth there is a lot of evil, and evil wants to gets out into space. It’s closely for it, and it dreams of capturing the entire
universe. It can affect the Good, do it like itself. Fortunately, the Good also can do this, but in the opposite direction - it transforms Evil into goodness. And it is stronger.

  - How interesting!

  - Yes. But if there is a little of Good Evil can win. But for this purpose, Good limits its contacts with Evil. It does not destroy it, it does not communicate. Here is its method of fighting. God does not destroy but turns away the face. Through Heaven's Gate only that someone will pass who has nothing common with selfishness and materialism, anger, and greed, and other sins of people and animals. Now do you understand?

  - So that's why we are alone!

  - You are not alone. We are of constantly watching you, waiting and help.

  - What are you waiting?

  - When people will change. When they will become kinder.

  Responding, Oleg was looking at me understandingly. His eyes gave me hope.

  - It will take a lot of time. Correction of people is not an easy task...

  Then I relaxed and looked at the air around me. Stars-spheres were floating around, slipping and flickered like fireflies on a summer night. It was amazing – as if I found myself on another planet! I reached out to one of the Stars. It did not recoiled, and my hand went right through it. And then I felt a warm and pleasant shivers running down the arm and spine.

  - This is one of my friends - Oleg nodded toward the glowing sphere.

  And then I saw myself as if from the side - a transparent human figure, reminding me in the reality, shimmering and iridescent.

  Perhaps, it sees me such, I thought.

  Then I saw a general panorama of the terrain of our Leninsky district. It was like a rapid flight over the ground. And then houses and streets - everything began to decrease in size, and I glanced at the Earth from the bird's-eye view. The whole Murmansk simultaneously - band, stretched along the bay. It was a beautiful night city, covered in sparkling lights. Many lights were, if they were alive and were moving - cars. The rest were static - buildings and lanterns.

  Then the picture changed, and I found myself in space. It was quiet and very fast flight through the universe. Galaxies flitted on either side. As well as the top and bottom as the landscape outside the window of the train.

  Then, in the distance I saw a bright point. It quickly grew into a sphere. The sphere was surrounded by a myriad of smaller balls. All of them shone by all existing colors. The flows of plasma raced toward me. In the course of further approximation smaller balls separated into the galaxies of different sizes. Everywhere there were so many stars that they were perceived like placers of sparkling pearls. And the closer it was, the bigger and bigger the central globe was. Its light was amplified and it filled the whole sky.

  I was stunned by the unprecedented cosmic panorama. I had never seen anything like this! The impression was so, as if I myself plunged into the void of space and overcame huge distances. Unimaginably perfect! The life was throbbing all around me in every point in space. And I realized that everything around me is live - every star, every galaxy. And this central sphere also was live, and this is a creature, and not just a star of a gigantic scale. I was shaken to the depths of my nature! If I was now in my physical body, it is likely I cried with delight. But my body was asleep somewhere in the bed. And a transparent cloud, that I now was, did not produce tears. But it, i.e. I could be happy. And I was happy!

  And then it stopped. I again saw around me the earthly landscape.

  - What was that?

  - My friend showed you the central cosmic body. From there we arrived to the Earth to carry out our mission.

  - I'm impressed!

  - I also was amazed once upon a time when I saw it for the first time.

  - So you're not from there?

  - We can assume, all of us are from there. All substance of stars and planets - all this was thrown from the depths of the Central Star. But if you talk about me, as a being, which once became a defender of the universe, then yes, I'm not from there.

  - And where are you from?

  Oleg enigmatically smiled.

  - Let's just say, we're related.

  - But you're not from Earth...

  Again the smile. And there is no exact answer.

  - And besides the earth, doe the life exist on other planets?

  - Life is everywhere. In different variations. For example, on the giant planets. But there it is a little different from earthly.

  - Oh! – I could only exclaim.

  - Yes, but there everything is more rarefied, hotter and engorged by energy initially. We did not there have to face such gravity complexities as on the Earth. Your scientists have misconception about space physics and about your planet too. This is a very interesting theme, and we'll talk about it and more than once.

  At this moment a blazing star of violet color flew up from my hand, like a spaceship from the launch pad, and carried away with an air swirl in the night sky. There are thousands of other fireflies were circling in a magical dance. On farewell my guest sent me an impulse, full of love and joy. I retained it inside myself.

  - You got a present from it.

  - What is it?

  - You're for it now an especial person. It now will be watching you and help, as I do. You can contact it using this saved image.

  - And has it a body like yours?

  - We all can create and take the form of what we want. However for flights and travel a sphere is more convenient.

  - What an amazing, magical night is today! You are giving me so many miracles. The day after tomorrow I will be 21 years old, and the best gift I could not imagine.

  I said it, but at the same time I felt that everything connected with human joys became to interest me much less than before. As if a taste to the usual passions and pleasures faded in me. And this birthday – like it is not mine, but someone's. Just a devoir - to please my mother and friends.

  - All right, so it should be. New information, more important, overshadowed the old. Earthly Eastern wisdom knows about this condition very much. This is called – to pass the Portal or Gates of Initiation.

  - And where is this portal?

  - In Heaven.

  - Literally or a metaphor?

  - And then, and more. Think about it afterwards. This is one of the major mysteries of the universe.

  - Even so? And can you yourself tell me everything?

  - I am pleased to do, but can’t. You have to understand it yourself. It can be considered as a test of the willingness to go to the next level.

  - The level of what?

  - Consciousness, Existence.

  - What if I fail?

  - You will succeed... sooner or later you can.

  - Well, I will not ask any more about it. Well, and what we are waiting for now?

  - And what would you like? Well, the tomorrow-birthday-girl, wish with all your heart. We can fly and to the moon, it's not very far - my companion joked lightly, but I knew that for sure, and it is possible.

  However, I still really needed time to better familiarize with new information and new opportunities. And a small fear of height was still present here, at least, when I thought about the possibility of flying beyond the Earth's atmosphere. I was still a child of the earth! This planet for me was like a cradle for a baby.

  - No, I do not want to leave the Earth. Not today. Maybe later... But the desire I have... treasured.

  - Command! - Oleg was playing a character from children's fairy tales, all-powerful genie concluded before in the bottle or lamp.

  - Once upon a time, my parents and I spent a lot of time on Tuloma. We drove down there every weekend. Dad had a speedboat with a good motor, and we swam in the warm seasons far, forty-fifty kilometers from the city. That was beautiful days and wonderful places. But then the boat was burned along with the garage and our trip ended. Here it was my desire - to go there again. I want to remember my childhood and adolescence, and fly to the river.

>   - It is very simple - said Oleg. He smiled.

  Perhaps it really was a very simple desire.

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